Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair. – William Shakespeare
The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril. – William Shakespeare

Now, God be praised, that to believing souls gives light in darkness, comfort in despair. – William Shakespeare
The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril. – William Shakespeare
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words. – William Shakespeare