Maxioms by William Shakespeare
We must every one be a man of his own fancy.
We must every one be a man of his own fancy.
He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it read more
He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 2.
If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,
I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.
If reasons were as plentiful as blackberries,
I would give no man a reason upon compulsion.
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet
again wonderful, and after that, out of all hooping!
