“ Hang there like a fruit, my soul, Till the tree die!-Posthumus LeonatusAct V, Scene V William Shakespeare
“ Captain of our fairy band,Helena is here at hand,And the youth, mistook by me,Pleading for a lover's fee. William Shakespeare
“ Goodnight! Goodnight! Parting is such sweet sorrow That I shall say goodnight 'til it be morrow. William Shakespeare
“ Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day. William Shakespeare
“ What win I, if I gain the thing I seek?A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.Who buys a minute's mirth to wail a week?Or sells eternity to get a toy?For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy?… William Shakespeare
“ Lovers and madmen have such seething brainsSuch shaping fantasies, that apprehendMore than cool reason ever comprehends. William Shakespeare
“ How art thou out of breath when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath? William Shakespeare
