“What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable; in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god: the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals-And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?” William Shakespeare
“Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.” William Shakespeare
“My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red… I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound.” William Shakespeare
“Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.” William Shakespeare
“There lives not three good men unhanged in England, and one of them is fat and grows old.” William Shakespeare
“But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st, Nor shall Death brag thou wand’rest in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st. So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.” William Shakespeare
