Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath. Must givefor what? for lead, hazard for lead? This casket threatens. Men that hazard all Do it in hope of fair advantages; A golden mind stoops not to shows of… — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
We'll set thee to school to an ant, to teach thee there's no laboring i' the winter. — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
I think this be the most villainous house in all Londonroad for fleas. — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath. Must givefor what? for lead, hazard for lead? This casket threatens. Men that hazard… — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
I thank you. I am not of many words, but I thank you. — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
I cannot hide what I am. I must be sad when I have cause, and smile at no man's jests. — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
O God, thy arm was here, And not to us, but to thy arm alone Ascribe we all. — William Shakespeare (1564_1616 Copy Share Image
