Year: 2025

  • November 12

    November 12

    Tis not the many oaths that makes the truth,
    But the plain single vow that is vow’d true.

  • November 11

    November 11

    We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
    For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
    Shall be my brother.

  • November 10

    November 10

    As, I confess, it is my nature’s plague
    To spy into abuses, and oft my jealousy
    Shapes faults that are not.

  • November 9

    November 9

    But then there was a star danced,
    and under that was I born.

  • November 8

    November 8

    If all the year were playing holidays,
    To sport would be as tedious as to work.

  • November 7

    November 7

    But those that understood him smiled at one another and shook their heads.

    But, for mine own part, it was Greek to me.

  • November 6

    November 6

    Let us once lose our oaths to find ourselves,
    Or else we lose ourselves to keep our oaths.