I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one. – William Shakespeare
They are sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. – William Shakespeare
I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one. – William Shakespeare
They are sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. – William Shakespeare
Lord, Lord, how subject we old men are to this vice of lying! – William Shakespeare