The better part of one's life consists of his friendships.

Daylight seemed then to be the physical manifestation of common sense.

Then she said, "Thorfinn!" quickly, and moved to him; but had hardly got to his side before he loosed his fingers and thumbs and plunged them down to the mattress like spear-points.  "No!Macbeth. Macbeth. Macbeth!" the name reached her like sling-shot. Groa said, "They are the same man. I should know. I married both.

The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.

Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.

The honor is overpaid, When he that did the act is commentator.

James Shirley

Quotes by James Shirley

Written By James Shirley

Written By James Shirley

Written By James Shirley

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