Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man's son doth know.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act ii, Sc. 3
Every wise man's son doth know.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act ii, Sc. 3
Related:
- Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that colour.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act ii, Sc.... - Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act ii, Sc.... - He does it with a better grace, but I do it more natural.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - These most brisk and giddy-paced times.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act ii, Sc.... - At my fingers' ends.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act i, Sc.... - Wherefore are these things hid?
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act i, Sc.... - Is it a world to hide virtues in?
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act i, Sc.... - I am sure care 's an enemy to life.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act i, Sc....
From the same category:
- If you push the "extra ice" button on the soft drink vending machine,
you won't get any ice. If you push the "no ice" button... - When the polls are too close to call,
be surprised at your own strength... - Even if you do learn to speak correct English, whom are you going to
speak it to?
Clarence... - Astrakhan:
The covert art of observing beauty in motion... - You are open and honest in your philosophy
of love...
