Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Lady, you know no rules of charity,
Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
Lady, you know no rules of charity,
Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook read more
How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns.
O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial. read more
O, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of
myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my
reputation!
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more is none.
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?
O my prophetic soul!
My uncle?
