Silence is the perfectest herault of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much.
William ShakespeareBritain is A world by itself, and we will nothing pay For wearing our own noses.
William ShakespeareA lover goes toward his beloved as enthusiastically as a schoolboy leaving his books, but when he leaves his girlfriend, he feels as miserable as the schoolboy on his way to school. (Act 2, scene 2)
William ShakespeareI am a Jew: Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with die same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer, as a Christian is?
William Shakespeare