Time to Shine
Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer…
–Richard III,
Act, I Scene i

Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer…
–Richard III,
Act, I Scene i

I cannot tell: the world is grown so bad,
That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

Your reasons are too shallow and too quick.
–Richard III,
Act IV, Scene iv

Take heed of yonder dog!
Look, when he fawns, he bites; and when he bites,
His venom tooth will rankle to the death:
Have not to do with him, beware of him.
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii

No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity.
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene ii

O wonderful, when devils tell the truth!
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene ii

No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine,
Unless it be whilst some tormenting dream
Affrights thee with a hell of ugly devils!
Thou elvish-mark’d, abortive, rooting hog!
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene iii