The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling, doth glance from heaven to Earth, from Earth to heaven; and as imagination bodies forth the forms of things unknown, the poet's pen turns them to shape, and gives to airy nothing a local habitation and a name; such tricks hath strong imagination.
William ShakespeareFools are as like husbands as pilchards are to herrings, the husband's the bigger.
William ShakespeareI have lived long enough. My way of life is to fall into the sere, the yellow leaf, and that which should accompany old age, as honor, love, obedience, troops of friends I must not look to have.
William ShakespeareO jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.
William Shakespeare