So they loved as love in twain Had the essence but in one; Two distinct, divisions none.
William ShakespeareMen at some time are masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.
William ShakespeareMake the doors upon a woman's wit, and it will out at the casement; shut that, and 'twill out at the key-hole; stop that, 'twill fly with the smoke out at the chimney.
William Shakespeare