Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Foolery, sir, does walk about the orb like the sun; it shines everywhere. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.
Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.
Think of that, Master Brook. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iii. Sc. 5.
Think of that, Master Brook. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iii. Sc. 5.
Who riseth from a feast
With that keen appetite that he sits down?
Who riseth from a feast
With that keen appetite that he sits down?
I have a kind of alacrity in sinking. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iii. Sc. 5.
I have a kind of alacrity in sinking. -The Merry Wives of Windsor. Act iii. Sc. 5.
