Few love to hear the sins they love to act. – William Shakespeare
How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? – William Shakespeare

Few love to hear the sins they love to act. – William Shakespeare
How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? – William Shakespeare
A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser. – William Shakespeare
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare