William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
No might nor greatness in mortality
Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny
The whitest virtue strikes. What king read more
No might nor greatness in mortality
Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny
The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong
Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue?
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your read more
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions: first, her father slain;
Next, your son gone, and he most violent author
Of his own just remove; the people muddied,
Thick and unwholesome in their thoughts and whispers
For good Polonius' death, and we have done but greenly
In hugger-mugger to inter him; poor Ophelia
Divided from herself and her fair judgment,
Without the which we are pictures or mere beasts;
Last, and as much containing as all these,
Her brother is in secret come from France,
Feeds on his wonder, keeps himself in clouds,
And wants not buzzers to infect his ear
With pestilent speeches of his father's death,
Wherein necessity, of matter beggared,
Will nothing stick our person to arraign
In ear and ear.
What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
[Lat., Idem Accio quod Titio jus esto.]
What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander.
[Lat., Idem Accio quod Titio jus esto.]
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.
Our content
Is our best having.
Our content
Is our best having.
But we are all men
In our own natures frail.
But we are all men
In our own natures frail.
The sense of death is most in apprehension.
The sense of death is most in apprehension.
Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short.
Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short.
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy.
Wisely, I say, I am a bachelor.
Wisely, I say, I am a bachelor.
