William Shakespeare

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.

To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. -King Henry read more

To loathe the taste of sweetness, whereof a little More than a little is by much too much. -King Henry IV. Part I. Act iii. Sc. 2.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.

Who are the violets now
That strew the green lap of the new-come spring?

Who are the violets now
That strew the green lap of the new-come spring?

Not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallowed house.
I am sent, with broom, before,
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Not a mouse
Shall disturb this hallowed house.
I am sent, with broom, before,
To sweep the dust behind the door.