Men shut their doors against a setting sun. – William Shakespeare
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known? – William Shakespeare

Men shut their doors against a setting sun. – William Shakespeare
Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known? – William Shakespeare
I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion. – William Shakespeare
O comfort-killing night, image of hell, dim register and notary of shame, black stage for tragedies and murders fell, vast sin-concealing chaos, nurse of blame! – William Shakespeare