O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
No, I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing. – William Shakespeare

O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
No, I will be the pattern of all patience I will say nothing. – William Shakespeare
Lifes but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. – William Shakespeare
Shes beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won. – William Shakespeare