Quotes

11 November 2014
I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.
11 November 2014
Before my God, I might not this believe Without the sensible and true avouch Of mine own eyes.
11 November 2014
Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings.
11 November 2014
One that loves a cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in't.
11 November 2014
Olivia. Is't not well done? Viola. Excellently done, if God did all. Olivia. 'Tis in grain, sir, 'twill endure wind and weather. Viola. 'Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white Nature's own sweet and cunning hand laid on.
11 November 2014
No jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coign of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendant bed and procreant cradle; Where they most breed and haunt, I have observed The air is delicate.
11 November 2014
Of all the men alive I never yet beheld that special face Which I could fancy more than any other.
11 November 2014
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together.
11 November 2014
I am too old to fawn upon a nurse, Too far in years to be a pupil now.
11 November 2014
I swear again, I would not be a queen For all the world.

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