“These violent delights have violent endsAnd in their triumph die, like fire and powder,Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honeyIs loathsome in his own deliciousnessAnd in the taste confounds the appetite.Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”―William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
A Friend
"A friend ... understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still, gently allows you to grow." -William Shakespeare
Doubt…
“Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.” William Shakespeare
Mid-Week Musings
"This life, which had been the tomb of his virtue and of his honour, is but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." -William Shakespeare I am … Continue reading Mid-Week Musings
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 