Either to die the death or to abjure For ever the society of men. Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires; Know of your youth, examine well your blood, Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice, You can endure the livery of a nun, For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd, To live a barren sister all your life, Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon. Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood, To undergo such maiden pilgrimage; But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives and dies in single blessedness.
William ShakespeareI will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyesโand moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncleโs.
William ShakespeareMy meaning in saying he is a good man, is to have you understand me that he is sufficient.
William ShakespeareFear and niceness, the handmaids of all women, or more truly, woman its pretty self.
William Shakespeare