William Shakespeare

Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. read more

Oh, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful In the contempt and anger of his lip! -Twelfth Night. Act iii. Sc. 1.

There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow

There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow

Poor and content is rich, and rich enough;
But riches fineless is as poor as winter
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Poor and content is rich, and rich enough;
But riches fineless is as poor as winter
To him that ever fears he shall be poor.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

But this swift business
I must uneasy make, lest too light winning
Make the prize light.

Is Brutus sick, and is it physical
To walk unbraced and suck up the humors
Of the read more

Is Brutus sick, and is it physical
To walk unbraced and suck up the humors
Of the dank morning? What, is Brutus sick,
And will he steal out of his wholesome bed
To dare the vile contagion of the night,
And tempt the rheumy and unpurged air,
To add unto his sickness?