A smile cures the wounding of a frown. – William Shakespeare
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
A smile cures the wounding of a frown. – William Shakespeare
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men! – William Shakespeare