Maxioms by William Shakespeare
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.
Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If read more
Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them. Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true. -King John. Act v. Sc. 7.
Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing?
Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing?
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
Whence is that knocking?
How is't with me, when every noise appals me?
