William Shakespeare

This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.

This even-handed justice
Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice
To our own lips.

O world, how apt the poor are to be proud.

O world, how apt the poor are to be proud.

Surely, sir,
There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends;
For, being not propped by read more

Surely, sir,
There's in him stuff that puts him to these ends;
For, being not propped by ancestry, whose grace
Chalks successors their way, nor called upon
For high feats done to th' crown, neither allied
To eminent assistants, but spiderlike
Out of his self-drawing web, 'a gives us note,
The force of his own merit makes his way,
A gift that heaven gives for him, which buys
A place next to the king.

You have a choice between the natural stability of gold and the
honesty and intelligence of the members of read more

You have a choice between the natural stability of gold and the
honesty and intelligence of the members of government. And with
all due respect for those gentlemen, I advise you, as long as the
capitalist system lasts, vote for gold.

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.

A woman sometimes scorns what best contents her.