Maxioms by William Shakespeare
And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; read more
And so from hour to hour we ripe and ripe, And then from hour to hour we rot and rot; And thereby hangs a tale. -As You Like It. Act ii. Sc. 7.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud read more
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together;
our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not, and
our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our
virtues.
O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
O let not women's weapons, water-drops,
Stain my man's cheeks!
If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best
teach it to dance.
If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best
teach it to dance.
