William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.
Our rash faults
Make trivial price of serious thing we have,
Not knowing them until we know read more
Our rash faults
Make trivial price of serious thing we have,
Not knowing them until we know their grave.
How many cowards whose hearts are all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
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How many cowards whose hearts are all as false
As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins
The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars,
Who inward searched, have livers white as milk!
To climb steep hills
Requires slow pace at first.
To climb steep hills
Requires slow pace at first.
'Tis neither here nor there.
'Tis neither here nor there.
We must every one be a man of his own fancy.
We must every one be a man of his own fancy.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
Trust not those cunning waters of his eyes,
For villany is not without such rheum.
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
Great king,
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
Great king,
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
