To be in love, where scorn is bought with groans; coy looks, with heart-sore sighs; one fading moment's mirth
William ShakespeareThe weight of this sad time we must obey, Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.
William ShakespeareHelp, master, help! here's a fish hangs in the net, like a poor man's right in the law; 'twill hardly come out.
William Shakespeare