William Shakespeare

O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the…

A peace is of the nature of a conquest for then both parties nobly are…

Life is as tedious as twice-told tale, vexing the dull ear of a drowsy…

A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age…

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time…

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night…

Men shut their doors against a setting sun…

An overflow of good converts to bad…

Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none…

What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in…

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart…

The course of true love never did run smooth…

Fishes live in the sea, as men do a-land the great ones eat up…

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed. Maids are May when they…

Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent…