Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image ““The world is grown so bad that wrens make pray where eagles dare not perch”” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
The world is grown so bad, That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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“It's hard to tell what a fish is thinking. Eagles are good looking birds, you know.” — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“An eagle swooped low over the field, passing by not far from him, and he wished, with the same terrible, helpless fury with which… — Gretchen Felker-Martin Copy Share Image
“If you want to fulfil your dreams, you don't walk with chickens you soar with eagles.” — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
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Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
