Friday 15 May 2015

Thank You Shakespeare!

'Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.' All's Well that Ends Well

In all corners of the world, the course of true love never does run smooth.

If you remember that comparisons are odious and discretion is the better part of valour, you can screw your courage to the sticking place forever and a day. You can say good riddance to the green-eyed monster, and it will vanish into thin air.

More fool you if you do not look for the milk of human kindness. But it is not the be all and end all if you do not get your pound of flesh. 

When the game is up, and it is time to shuffle off your mortal coil, sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything, cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.

Hark! Hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings all of a sudden for good men and true.

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