William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
Sufferance is the badge of all our tribe.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices
Make instruments to plague us.
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
All is well ended, if the suit be won.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
Her tears will pierce into a marble heart.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
A little fire is quickly trodden out;
Which, being suffer'd, rivers cannot quench.
One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
So fast they follow.
One woe doth tread upon another's heel,
So fast they follow.
It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
A friend should bear a friend's infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
A friend should bear a friend's infirmities,
But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.
Yet gold all is not that doth golden seem.
Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.
Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides.
