William Shakespeare

I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat read more

I have mark'd A thousand blushing apparitions To start into her face, a thousand innocent shames In angel whiteness beat away those blushes. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iv. Sc. 1.

How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

How poor are they that have not patience!
What wound did ever heal but by degrees?

Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love.

Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love.

O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
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O, this life
Is nobler than attending for a check,
Richer than doing nothing for a robe,
Prouder than rustling in unpaid-for silk:
Such pain the cap of him that makes him fine
Yet keeps his book uncrossed.

So our virtues Lie in the interpretation of the time

So our virtues Lie in the interpretation of the time