Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius, That you would have me seek into myself For that which is not in me?
William ShakespeareFriendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love. Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues. Let every eye negotiate for itself, And trust no agent; for beauty is a witch Against whose charms faith melteth into blood.
William ShakespeareWomen are as roses, whose fair flower, being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.
William Shakespeare