Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valour As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem'st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem, Letting 'I dare not' wait upon 'I would,' Like the poor cat i' the adage?
William ShakespeareSweet are the uses of adversity which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, wears yet a precious jewel in his head.
William ShakespeareWhat? do I love her, that I desire to hear her speak again, and feast upon her eyes
William ShakespeareSuch tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!
William Shakespeare