Date: 1594

"My thoughts are whirlèd like a potter's wheel."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"Thus while the vulture of sedition / Feeds in the bosom of such great commanders, / Sleeping neglection doth betray to loss / The conquest of our scarce-cold conqueror."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"In prison hast thou spent a pilgrimage, / And like a hermit overpassed thy days."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"Well, I will lock his counsel in my breast / And what I do imagine, let that rest."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"To stir a mutiny in the mildest thoughts, / And arm the minds of infants to exclaims."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594

"Marcus, attend him in his ecstasy, / That hath more scars of sorrow in his heart / Than foemen's marks upon his battered shield."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"For 'tis the mind that makes the body rich, / And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, / So honour peereth in the meanest habit."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"But sun it is not when you say it is not, / And the moon changes even as your mind."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"My mind hath been as big as one of yours, / My heart as great, my reason haply more."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Call home thy ancient thoughts from banishment, / And banish hence these abject lowly dreams."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)