William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under read more
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world
Like a Colossus, and we petty men
Walk under his huge legs and peep about
To find ourselves dishonorable graves.
What! upon compulsion? No!
What! upon compulsion? No!
I will be correspondent to command.
I will be correspondent to command.
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.
Sir, she can turn, and turn, and yet go on,
And turn again.
Turning these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest.
Turning these jests out of service, let us talk in good earnest.
Confusion's cure lives not
In these confusions.
Confusion's cure lives not
In these confusions.
But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?
But, Clifford, tell me, didst thou never hear,
That things ill got had ever bad success?
But men are men; the best sometimes forget.
But men are men; the best sometimes forget.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.
Truth is a dog that must to kennel. He must be whipped, when
Lady, the brach, may stand by read more
Truth is a dog that must to kennel. He must be whipped, when
Lady, the brach, may stand by the fire and stink.
