“ The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation that away Men are but gilded loam or painted clay. William Shakespeare
“ If I could write the beauty of your eyesAnd in fresh numbers number all your graces,The age to come would say 'this poet lies! Such heaven never touched earthly faces William Shakespeare
“ The robb'd that smiles, steals something from the thief; He robs himself that spends a bootless grief. William Shakespeare
“ O my love, my wife!Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breathHath had no power yet upon thy beauty. William Shakespeare
“ If you prick us, do we not bleed? if you tickle us, do we not laugh? if you poison us, do we not die? and if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?. - (Act III, scene I). William Shakespeare
“ If it be now, ’tis not to come. If it be not to come, it will be now. If it be not now, yet it will come—the readiness is all. William Shakespeare
“ This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told… William Shakespeare
