William Shakespeare ( 10 of 368 )
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.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall.
Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short.
Small showers last long, but sudden storms are short.
Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;
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Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,
And where care lodges, sleep will never lie;
But where unbruised youth with unstuffed brain
Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign.
The silver livery of advised age.
The silver livery of advised age.
To persevere
In obstinate condolement is a course
Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.
To persevere
In obstinate condolement is a course
Of impious stubbornness: 'tis unmanly grief.
Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude:
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Blow, blow, thou winter wind,
Thou art not so unkind
As man's ingratitude:
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.
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.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.
It is the bright day that brings forth the adder.
At lovers' perjuries,
They say Jove laughs.
At lovers' perjuries,
They say Jove laughs.
