The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils. – William Shakespeare
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late. – William Shakespeare

The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils. – William Shakespeare
Better three hours too soon than a minute too late. – William Shakespeare
God has given you one face, and you make yourself another. – William Shakespeare
Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind. – William Shakespeare