William Shakespeare

No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en; In brief, sir, study what you most affect. -The Taming of the read more

No profit grows where is no pleasure ta'en; In brief, sir, study what you most affect. -The Taming of the Shrew. Act i. Sc. 1.

Sick now? droop now? This sickness doth infect
The very lifeblood of our enterprise.

Sick now? droop now? This sickness doth infect
The very lifeblood of our enterprise.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor.

One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,
That may succeed as his inheritor.

(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor?
(Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with read more

(Macbeth:) How does your patient, doctor?
(Doctor:) Not so sick, my lord,
As she is troubled with thick-coming fancies
That keep her from her rest.
(Macbeth:) Cure her of that!
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased,
Pluck from the memory of a rooted sorrow,
Raze out the written troubles of the brain,
And with some sweet oblivious antidote
Cleanse the stuffed bosom of the perilous stuff
Which weighs upon the heart?
(Doctor:) Therein the patient
Must minister to himself.
(Macbeth:) Throw physic to the dogs, I'll none of it!