If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul. – William Shakespeare
If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me. – William Shakespeare
If it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul. – William Shakespeare
If you can look into the seeds of time, and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then unto me. – William Shakespeare
All the worlds a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages. – William Shakespeare
Your old virginity is like one of our French withered pears: it looks ill, it eats dryly. – William Shakespeare