O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser. – William Shakespeare

O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! – William Shakespeare
A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser. – William Shakespeare
I am bewitched with the rogues company. If the rascal have not given me medicines to make me love him, Ill be hanged. – William Shakespeare