Maxioms by William Shakespeare
If this is a crush, then I don't know if I could take the real thing if it happens.
If this is a crush, then I don't know if I could take the real thing if it happens.
These are the forgeries of jealousy;
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, read more
These are the forgeries of jealousy;
And never, since the middle summer's spring,
Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead,
By paved fountain or by rushy brook,
Or in the beached margent of the sea,
To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind,
But with thy brawls thou hast disturbed our sport.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.
Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Revenge and wrong bring forth their kind;
The foul cubs like their parents are.
Revenge and wrong bring forth their kind;
The foul cubs like their parents are.
