When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – William Shakespeare
The evil that men do lives after them the good is oft interred with their bones. – William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – William Shakespeare
The evil that men do lives after them the good is oft interred with their bones. – William Shakespeare
Shes beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won. – William Shakespeare
Brevity is the soul of wit, and tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes. – William Shakespeare