William Shakespeare

Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of
expectation. Performance is ever duller for read more

Promising is the very air o' th' time; it opens the eyes of
expectation. Performance is ever duller for his act; and, but in
the plainer and simpler kind of people, the deed of saying is
quite out of use. To promise is most courtly and fashionable;
performance is a kind of will or testament which argues a great
sickness in his judgment that makes it.

'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.

'Tis one thing to be tempted, another thing to fall.

How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Besides, you know
Prosperity's the very bond of love,
Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
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Besides, you know
Prosperity's the very bond of love,
Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
Affliction alters.

O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.

O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.