Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Thus can the demigod Authority
Make us pay down for our offense by weight
The words of read more
Thus can the demigod Authority
Make us pay down for our offense by weight
The words of heaven; on whom it will, it will,
On whom it will not, so: yet still 'tis just.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything. read more
Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren
ground--long heath, brown furze, anything. The wills above be
done, but I would fain die a dry death.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud read more
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not, and
our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our
virtues.
