You speak an infinite deal of nothing. - William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice
"You speak an infinite deal of nothing."
"You speak an infinite deal of nothing."
"How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world."
"How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world."
"With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come."
"love is blindand lovers cannot see the pretty follies that themselves commit"