Maxioms by William Shakespeare
Every man can master a grief but he that has it.
Every man can master a grief but he that has it.
By my penny of observation. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.
By my penny of observation. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iii. Sc. 1.
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem. -A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act iii. Sc. 2.
Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
Friends, Romans countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
