Sweets to the sweet. - William Shakespeare, Hamlet
"Sweets to the sweet."
"Sweets to the sweet."
"The rest, is silence."
"There's a divinity that shapes our ends,Rough-hew them how we will."
"Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love."
"Doubt thou the stars are fire;Doubt that the sun doth move;Doubt truth to be a liar;But never doubt I love ."
"Where is Polonius? HAMLET In heaven. Send hither to see. If your messenger find him not there, seek him i' th' other place yourself. But if indeed you find him not within this month, you shall nose him as you go up the stairs into the lobby."