MEOW is the winter of our discontent.

”Let us not be dainty of leave-taking, 
But shift away.”


Macbeth, act 2, sc. 3,
l. 144-5

“All things are ready, if our mind be so.”


Henry V, Act iv, scene iii. 

(via intermediaire-lunaire)

The very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly to your service. 


Tempest iii.i

NOW IS THE WINTER OF MY DISCONTENT.
Richard III, i.i. 

O Bottom, thou art changed!

A Midsummer Night’s Dream, iii.i.

I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; A stage where every man must play a part, And mine is a sad one.


merchant of venice, i.i.

Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.



Romeo and Juliet, ii.iii

But to live In the rank sweat of an enseamed bed.


hamlet iii.iv