Maxioms by William Shakespeare
I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.
I charge thee, fling away ambition: By that sin fell the angels. -King Henry VIII. Act iii. Sc. 2.
'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather.
'Tis in grain, sir; 'twill endure wind and weather.
I hate ingratitude more in man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice.
I hate ingratitude more in man
Than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
Or any taint of vice.
Every why hath a wherefore. -The Comedy of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Every why hath a wherefore. -The Comedy of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 2.
Thou art a traitor.
Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I swear
I will not read more
Thou art a traitor.
Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I swear
I will not dine until I see the same.
