William Shakespeare ( 10 of 1881 )
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity. -The Comedy of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 1.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity. -The Comedy of Errors. Act ii. Sc. 1.
Let a man be but in earnest in praying against a temptation as
the tempter is in pressing it, read more
Let a man be but in earnest in praying against a temptation as
the tempter is in pressing it, and he needs not proceed by a
surer measure.
Besides, you know
Prosperity's the very bond of love,
Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
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Besides, you know
Prosperity's the very bond of love,
Whose fresh complexion and whose heart together
Affliction alters.
Kindness is more than deeds. It is an attitude, an expression, a look, a touch. It is anything that lifts read more
Kindness is more than deeds. It is an attitude, an expression, a look, a touch. It is anything that lifts another person.
A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.
A kind Of excellent dumb discourse. -The Tempest. Act iii. Sc. 3.
Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song,
That old and antique song we heard last night.
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Now, good Cesario, but that piece of song,
That old and antique song we heard last night.
Methought it did relieve my passion much,
More than light airs and recollected terms
Of these most brisk and giddy-paced times.
Come, but one verse.
Though those that are betrayed
Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor
Stands in worse case read more
Though those that are betrayed
Do feel the treason sharply, yet the traitor
Stands in worse case of woe.
Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.
To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature. -Much Ado read more
To be a well-favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature. -Much Ado about Nothing. Act iii. Sc. 3.
The gates of monarchs
Are arched so high that giants may jet through
And keep their impious read more
The gates of monarchs
Are arched so high that giants may jet through
And keep their impious turbans on without
Good morrow to the sun.
