Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in read more
Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burnt. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act i. Sc. 1.
I cannot, nor I will not hold me still;
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
I cannot, nor I will not hold me still;
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
The very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream.
Our content
Is our best having.
Our content
Is our best having.
With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
With devotion's visage,
And pious action, we do sugar o'er
The devil himself.
