Quotes on Lear

He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf.

Striving to better, oft we mar what’s well.

Men must endure Their going hence, even as their coming hither. Ripeness is all.

Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave My heart into my mouth.

The weight of this sad time we must obey, Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldest hath borne most: we that are young Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

The rain, it raineth every day.