William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Whose nature is so far from doing harms,
That he suspects none.
Whose nature is so far from doing harms,
That he suspects none.
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
Must I give way and room to your rash choler?
He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
Weary of all shall want some.
He that keeps nor crust nor crumb,
Weary of all shall want some.
What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
What! would'st thou have a serpent sting thee twice?
Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest.
Have more than thou showest,
Speak less than thou knowest.
And we must take the current when it serves;
Or lose our ventures.
And we must take the current when it serves;
Or lose our ventures.
I kissed thee, ere I killed thee.
I kissed thee, ere I killed thee.
And maidens call it--Love in idleness.
And maidens call it--Love in idleness.
Omittance is no quittance.
Omittance is no quittance.
For violent fires soon burn out themselves.
For violent fires soon burn out themselves.