Maxioms by William Shakespeare
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
The miserable have no other medicine But only hope.
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold. -As You Like It. Act i. Sc. 3.
Lady, you know no rules of charity,
Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
Lady, you know no rules of charity,
Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life
Cuts off so many years of fearing death.
Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life
Cuts off so many years of fearing death.
What is the city but the people?
What is the city but the people?
