To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. – William Shakespeare
Absence from those we love is self from self – a deadly banishment. – William Shakespeare
To unpathed waters, undreamed shores. – William Shakespeare
Absence from those we love is self from self – a deadly banishment. – 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
There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures. – William Shakespeare