William Shakespeare

As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.

As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.

What! upon compulsion? No!

What! upon compulsion? No!

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel.

The friends thou hast, and their adoption tried,
Grapple them to thy soul with hooks of steel.

Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Truth will come to sight; murder cannot be hid long. -The Merchant of Venice. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.

Ah! when the means are gone that buy this praise,
The breath is gone whereof this praise is made.