But whate'er I am, nor I nor any man that but man is,
With nothing shall be pleased 'til he be eased
With being nothing.
You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.
William ShakespeareCupid is a knavish lad,
Thus to make poor mortals mad!
Love's stories written in love's richest books.
To fan the moonbeams from his sleeping eyes.
Tags: historical
Ay, to the proof, as mountains are for winds, that shakes not, though they blow perpetually.
William ShakespeareTags: steadfastness
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