William Shakespeare

Not that I have the power to clutch my hand
When his fair angels would salute by palm,
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Not that I have the power to clutch my hand
When his fair angels would salute by palm,
But for my hand, as unattempted yet,
Like a poor beggar, raileth on the rich.
Well, whiles I am a beggar, I will rail
And say there is no sin but to be rich;
And being rich, my virtue then shall be
To say there is no vice but beggary.

Can one desire too much of a good thing? -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Can one desire too much of a good thing? -As You Like It. Act iv. Sc. 1.

(Goneril:) I have been worth the whistle.
(Albany:) O Goneril,
You are not worth the dust which read more

(Goneril:) I have been worth the whistle.
(Albany:) O Goneril,
You are not worth the dust which the rude wind
Blows in your face.

It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.

It is neither good nor bad, but thinking makes it so.

Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.

Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance.