All who have brought about a state of sex-consciousness are to blame, and it is they who drive me, when I want to stretch my faculties on a book, to seek it in that happy age ... when the writer used...
Hang there like a fruit, my soul, Till the tree die!-Posthumus LeonatusAct V, Scene V
He [Cade] promises to make England great again. How will he do that? He shows the crowd at once: he attacks education.
Orr slept. He dreamed. There was no rub.
She moves me not, or not removes at least affection's edge in me.
There is no God but God, and his name is William Shakespeare.
If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul.
Nay, Nay! Try thou not.But do thou or do thou not, For there is no "try.
Real love is booty grabbin
Nobody with any real sense of humor *can* write a love story. . . . Shakespeare is the exception that proves the rule. (90-91)
It is difficult to restrain admirers of Shakespeare once they have begun to speak of him.
There is no higher or purer pleasure than to sit with closed eyes and hear a naturally expressive voice recite... a play of Shakespeare's.
I’m having my lunch when I hear a familiar hoarse shout, ‘Oy Tony!’ I whip round, damaging my neck further, to see Michael Gambon in the lunch queue. …Gambon tells me the story of Olivier auditioning...
The sweetest honey is loathsome in its own deliciousness. And in the taste destroys the appetite. Therefore, love moderately.
This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it...
When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonder that such trivial people should muse and thunder in such lovely language.
And now to sleep, to dream...perchance to fart.
Your honour's players, hearing your amendment, Are come to play a pleasant comedy,For so your doctors hold it very meet,Seeing too much sadness hath congealed your blood,And melancholy is the nurse of...
By my soul I swear, there is no power in the tongue of man to alter me.
We needed no Shakespeare to feel -- though, perhaps, like the rest of the world, we needed him to express it.
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