William Shakespeare

He jests at scars that never felt a wound

He jests at scars that never felt a wound

We are oft to blame in this,
'Tis too much proved, that with devotion's visage
And pious read more

We are oft to blame in this,
'Tis too much proved, that with devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.

Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short.

Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short.

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I 'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, read more

Time travels in divers paces with divers persons. I 'll tell you who Time ambles withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal. -As You Like It. Act iii. Sc. 2.

To persevere
In obstinate condolement is a course
Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.

To persevere
In obstinate condolement is a course
Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.