Extreme fear can neither fight not fly
—William Shakespeare- The Rape of Lucrece
Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
—Macbeth- William Shakespeare
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
—William Shakespeare- Hamlet
Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
—William Shakespeare- As you like it