Though she be but little, she is fierce!
William ShakespeareMots clés ferocity
Where the bee sucks, there suck I
In the cow-slip's bell i lie
There I couch when owls do cry
The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.
William ShakespeareThe chains of habit are generally too small to be felt until they are too strong to be broken.
William ShakespeareMots clés inspirational
The empty vessel makes the loudest sound.
William ShakespeareMy oblivion is a very Antony and I am all forgotten.
William ShakespeareThe silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.
William ShakespeareHear, nature, hear; dear goddess, hear!
Suspend thy purpose, if thou didst intend
To make this creature fruitful!
Into her womb convey sterility!
Dry up in her the organs of increase;
And from her derogate body never spring
A babe to honour her! If she must teem,
Create her child of spleen; that it may live,
And be a thwart disnatured torment to her!
Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth;
With cadent tears fret channels in her cheeks;
Turn all her mother's pains and benefits
To laughter and contempt; that she may feel
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is
To have a thankless child! Away, away!
Mots clés king-lear
Do you know me, my lord?'
Excellent well. You are a fishmonger.
Mots clés humor
Praising what is lost makes the remembrance dear
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