William Shakespeare

Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils read more

Yet 'tis greater skill
In a true hate to pray they have their will;
The very devils cannot plague them better.

Remember, sir, my liege,
The kings your ancestors, together with
The natural bravery of your isle, which read more

Remember, sir, my liege,
The kings your ancestors, together with
The natural bravery of your isle, which stands
As Neptune's park, ribbed and paled in
With rocks unscalable and roaring waters,
With sands that will not bear your enemies' boats
But suck them up to th' topmast.

A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. read more

A goodly apple rotten at the heart: O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath! -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 3.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.

I am slow of study. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act i. Sc. 2.