When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – William Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths the valiant never taste of death but once. – William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. – William Shakespeare
Cowards die many times before their deaths the valiant never taste of death but once. – William Shakespeare
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. – William Shakespeare
Well, if Fortune be a woman, shes a good wench for this gear. – William Shakespeare