We are merely the stars tennis-balls, struck and bandied which way ple >>
When I go to hell, I mean to carry a bribe: for look you, good gifts e >>
There is not in nature, a thing that makes man so deformed, so beastly >>
Consider how much more you often suffer from your anger and grief, tha >>
Wise anger is like fire from a flint: there is great ado to get it out >>
You will not be punished for your anger, you will be punished by your >>
There is not in nature, a thing that makes man so deformed, so beastly, as doth intemperate anger.