Do you take me for a sponge, my lord? hamlet: Ay, sir; that soaks up the king's countenance, his rewards, his authorities. But such officers do the king best service in the end: he keeps them, like an ape, in the corner of his jaw; first mouthed, to be last swallowed: when he needs what you have gleaned, it is but squeezing you, and, sponge, you shall be dry again. rosencrantz: I understand you not, my lord. hamlet: I am glad of it: a knavish speech sleeps in a foolish ear.
William ShakespeareIgnorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
William ShakespeareWhen to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought.
William Shakespeare