William Shakespeare

Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. read more

Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment. -King Richard III. Act v. Sc. 2.

I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.

I thank you for your voices: thank you: Your most sweet voices. -Coriolanus. Act ii. Sc. 3.

Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.

Let every eye negotiate for itself
And trust no agent.

Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never read more

Doubt that the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar, but never doubt I love.

Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?

Think'st thou it honourable for a noble man
Still to remember wrongs?