I’ll look to like, if looking liking move; But no more deep will I endart mine eye than your consent gives strength to make it fly. William Shakespeare
All the world is a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and entrances; Each man in his time plays many parts. See image William Shakespeare
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. See image William Shakespeare