Art made tongue-tied by authority.
So are you to my thoughts as food to life, or as sweet seasoned showers are to the ground.
Rightly to be great Is not to stir without great argument, But greatly to find quarrel in a straw When honour's at the stake.
Hardness ever of hardness is mother.
You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him!
The leopard does not change his spots.