Maxioms by William Shakespeare
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve.
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
The iron tongue of midnight hath told twelve.
Lovers, to bed; 'tis almost fairy time.
A coward, a most devout coward; religious in it.
A coward, a most devout coward; religious in it.
I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it. -As You Like It. read more
I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I break my shins against it. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 4.
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them,
And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces.
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them,
And if they fall, they dash themselves to pieces.
