Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind; And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
In poison there is physic; and these news,
Having been well, that would have made me sick,
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In poison there is physic; and these news,
Having been well, that would have made me sick,
Being sick, have in some measure made me well.
The gates of monarchs
Are arched so high that giants may jet through
And keep their impious read more
The gates of monarchs
Are arched so high that giants may jet through
And keep their impious turbans on without
Good morrow to the sun.
Still harping on my daughter.
Still harping on my daughter.
Neither rhyme nor reason. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Neither rhyme nor reason. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.
