Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments: love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds.
Tag: William Shakespeare
Cursed be he that moves my bones.
I have Immortal longings in me.
The game is up.
I have not slept one wink.
My salad days,When I was green in judgment.
Small to greater matters must give way.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom staleHer infinite variety.