When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – William Shakespeare
A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are subdued, and neither party loser. – William Shakespeare

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – 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 mischief, thou art swift to enter in the thoughts of desperate men! – William Shakespeare