Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“When sorrow comes, they come not single spies, but in battalions. I've allies in heaven, Jack, i've commrades in hell...say hello for me...” — James O'Barr Copy Share Image
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They [spies] cannot be properly managed without benevolence and straightforwardness. — Sun Tzu Copy Share Image
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“The fatal conceit of most spies is to believe they are loved, in a relationship between equals, and not merely manipulated.” — Ben Macintyre Copy Share Image
Having now reached a point where danger might be reasonably apprehended from strolling war parties of Indians, spies were kept in advance and strict… — William Henry Ashley Copy Share Image
It is ten thousand times cheaper to pay the best spies lavishly than even a tiny army poorly. — Sun Tzu Copy Share Image
“We should hang one of those reporter bastards every week. They're more help to the enemy than spies." "They'd make poor spies, They get… — Micael Kilian Copy Share Image
The ultimate in disposing one's troops is to be without ascertainable shape. Then the most penetrating spies cannot pry in nor can the wise… — Sun Tzu Copy Share Image
From infancy on, we are all spies; the shame is not this but that the secrets to be discovered are so paltry and few. — John Updike Copy Share Image
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