O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. – William Shakespeare
O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age. – William Shakespeare
Well, if Fortune be a woman, shes a good wench for this gear. – William Shakespeare
When rich villains have need of poor ones, poor ones may make what price they will. – William Shakespeare