Maxioms by William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy
tidings.
I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy
tidings.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
The attempt and not the deed confounds us.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
At my fingers' ends. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.
At my fingers' ends. -Twelfth Night. Act i. Sc. 3.
