Tag: Tragedies

  • August 21

    August 21

    Therefore I tell my sorrows to the stones;
    Who, though they cannot answer my distress,
    …When I do weep, they humbly at my feet
    Receive my tears and seem to weep with me…

  • July 4

    July 4

    These violent delights have violent ends
    And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
    Which as they kiss consume.

  • July 2

    July 2

    Let it be virtuous to be obstinate.

  • May 28

    May 28

    Stand, stand!…Nothing routs us but
    The villainy of our fears.

  • April 29

    April 29

    Doubt thou the stars are fire,
    Doubt that the sun doth move,
    Doubt truth to be a liar,
    But never doubt I love.

  • February 2

    February 2

    Villain, I have done thy mother.

  • February 1

    February 1

    Men at some time are masters of their fates:
    The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
    But in ourselves, that we are underlings.