What must be shall be.– Romeo and Juliet
Sorrow concealed, like an oven stopp’d, Doth burn the heart to cinders...– Titus Andronicus, William Shakespeare
DUKE: And what’s her history? VIOLA: A blank, my lord. She never told her...– Twelfth Night, 2. 4
O, when she’s angry, she is keen and shrewd! She was a vixen when she...– Helena, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
I can see the sun up high, though we’re caught in a storm. I can see...
Get thee to a nunnery.– Hamlet