William Shakespeare

There is no darkness but ignorance.

There is no darkness but ignorance.

Thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. read more

Thus when I shun Scylla, your father, I fall into Charybdis, your mother. -The Merchant of Venice. Act iii. Sc. 5.

We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
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We shall be winnowed with so rough a wind
That even our corn shall seem as light as chaff
And good from bad find no partition.

Where now I have no one to blush with me,
To cross their arms and hang their heads with read more

Where now I have no one to blush with me,
To cross their arms and hang their heads with mine,
To mask their brows and hide their infamy;
But I alone, alone must sit and pine,
Seasoning the earth with show'rs of silver brine,
Mingling my talk with tears, my grief with groans,
Poor wasting monuments of lasting moans.

If it be honor in your wars to seem
The same you are not,--which, for your best ends,
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If it be honor in your wars to seem
The same you are not,--which, for your best ends,
You adopt your policy--how is it less or worse,
That it shall hold companionship in peace
With honour, as in war: since that to both
It stands in like request?