Timeless Beauty
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act II, Scene ii

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act II, Scene ii

I’ll unhair thy head:
Thou shalt be whipp’d with wire, and stew’d in brine,
Smarting in lingering pickle.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act II, Scene v

Let…the wide arch
Of the ranged empire fall: here is my space.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act I, Scene i

We, ignorant of ourselves,
Beg often our own harms, which the wise powers
Deny us for our good; so find we profit
By losing of our prayers.
-Antony and Cleopatra,
Act II, Scene i

…When we in our viciousness grow hard—
O misery on’t!—the wise gods seel our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us
Adore our errors; laugh at’s, while we strut
To our confusion.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act III, Scene xiii

Take but good note, and you shall see in him
The triple pillar of the world transform’d
Into a strumpet’s fool: behold and see.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act I, Scene i

In time we hate that which we often fear.
—Antony and Cleopatra,
Act I, Scene iii