And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. – William Shakespeare
Well, if Fortune be a woman, shes a good wench for this gear. – William Shakespeare
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything. – William Shakespeare
Well, if Fortune be a woman, shes a good wench for this gear. – William Shakespeare
O mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men! – 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