Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin As self-neglecting. -King Henry V. Act ii. Sc. 4.

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible read more

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice; To be imprison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world. -Measure for Measure. Act iii. Sc. 1.

True is it that we have seen better days. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

True is it that we have seen better days. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.

Even in the afternoon of her best days. -King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 7.

Even in the afternoon of her best days. -King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 7.

They have measured many a mile To tread a measure with you on this grass. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act read more

They have measured many a mile To tread a measure with you on this grass. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 2.

The king's name is a tower of strength. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.

The king's name is a tower of strength. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 3.

Let the end try the man. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2.

Let the end try the man. -King Henry IV. Part II. Act ii. Sc. 2.

'T is all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's read more

'T is all men's office to speak patience To those that wring under the load of sorrow, But no man's virtue nor sufficiency To be so moral when he shall endure The like himself. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act v. Sc. 1.

If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. read more

If this were played upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction. -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 4.