These most brisk and giddy-paced times.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act ii, Sc. 4
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night
-- Act ii, Sc. 4
Related:
- I am all the daughters of my father's house,
And all the brothers too.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - Then let thy love be younger than thyself,
Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - Let still the woman take
An elder than herself: so wears she to him,
So sways she level in her husband's heart: For, boy... - More matter for a May morning.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - Out of the jaws of death.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - Put thyself into the trick of singularity.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - Still you keep o' the windy side of the law.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc.... - T is not for gravity to play at cherry-pit with Satan.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Twelfth Night --... - This is very midsummer madness.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Twelfth Night -- Act iii, Sc....
From the same category:
- Go ahead, make my day.
--
Harry... - Remember when people who looked like they stuck their finger in a light
socket often agreed with you when you commented that their barbar was not
all that great.
Today, the hair stylist makes you... - Falling in love makes smoking pot all day look like the ultimate in restraint.
Dave Sim, author of Cerebrus... - Yet in my lineaments they trace
Some features of my father's face.
Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Parisina, Stanza... - People will not look forward to posterity who never look backward
to their ancestors.
Edmund Burke (1729-1797) -- Reflections on the Revolution...
