Maxioms by William Shakespeare
What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
What! can so young a thorn begin to prick?
In poison there is no physic.
In poison there is no physic.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
Where every something, being blent together turns to a wild of nothing.
I must be cruel only to be kind.
I must be cruel only to be kind.
I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the read more
I am a tainted wether of the flock, Meetest for death: the weakest kind of fruit Drops earliest to the ground. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iv. Sc. 1.
