For there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. – William Shakespeare
The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril. – William Shakespeare

For there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. – William Shakespeare
The rankest compound of villainous smell that ever offended nostril. – William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – William Shakespeare
They are sick that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing. – William Shakespeare