Good Reads
My library was dukedom large enough.
—The Tempest,
Act I, Scene i

My library was dukedom large enough.
—The Tempest,
Act I, Scene i

What’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies no plenty;
Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.
–Twelfth Night,
Act II, Scene ii

…Music oft hath such a charm
To make bad good, and good provoke to harm.
–Measure for Measure,
Act IV, Scene i

Kneel not to me.
The pow’r that I have on you is to spare you;
The malice towards you to forgive you. Live,
And deal with others better.
–Cymbeline,
Act V, Scene v

When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer are chased.
–Merry Wives of Windsor,
Act V, Scene v

I tell thee what…
I love thee, and it is my love that speaks.
-The Merchant of Venice,
Act I, Scene i

A jest’s prosperity lies in the ear
Of him that hears it, never in the tongue
Of him that makes it.
—Love’s Labour’s Lost,
Act V, Scene. ii