Maxioms by William Shakespeare
If music be the food of love, play on.
If music be the food of love, play on.
A fool's bolt is soon shot.
A fool's bolt is soon shot.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
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That is the way to lay the city flat,
To bring the roof to the foundation,
And bury all, which yet distinctly ranges,
In heaps and piles of ruin.
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains read more
Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search. -The Merchant of Venice. Act i. Sc. 1.
