Maxioms by William Shakespeare
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.
Think you I bear the shears of destiny?
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
Think you I bear the shears of destiny?
Have I commandment on the pulse of life?
I fear it is too choleric a meat.
How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?
I fear it is too choleric a meat.
How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?
O Cicero,
I have seen tempests when the scolding winds
Have rived the knotty oaks, and I read more
O Cicero,
I have seen tempests when the scolding winds
Have rived the knotty oaks, and I have seen
Th' ambitious ocean swell and rage and foam
To be exalted with the threat'ning clouds;
But never till to-night, never till now,
Did I go through a tempest dropping fire.
He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act read more
He draweth out the thread of his verbosity finer than the staple of his argument. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act v. Sc. 1.