If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd
William ShakespeareA man in all the world's new fashion planted, That hath a mint of phrases in his brain.
William ShakespeareLast scene of all that ends this strange, eventful history, is second childishness and mere oblivion. I am sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
William Shakespeare