Bear hence this body and attend our will. Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. William Shakespeare
One may smile, and smile, and be a villain; at least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark. William Shakespeare
Horatio. Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest! William Shakespeare
Not so young, sir, to love a woman for singing, nor so old to dote on her for anything. I have years on my back forty- eight. William Shakespeare
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry. William Shakespeare
And many strokes though with a little axe Hew down and fell the hardest-timbered oak. William Shakespeare