3 December 2020 William Shakespeare How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare Life every man holds dear but the dear man holds honor far more precious dear than life.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees?
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare Let me embrace thee, sour adversity, for wise men say it is the wisest course.
3 December 2020 William Shakespeare The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.
