Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers. – William Shakespeare
Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit. – William Shakespeare
Tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers. – William Shakespeare
Care I for the limb, the thews, the stature, bulk, and big assemblance of a man! Give me the spirit. – William Shakespeare
Your old virginity is like one of our French withered pears: it looks ill, it eats dryly. – William Shakespeare