Deekshitha B

“By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“A thing is not necessarily true because a man dies for it.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”
― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

“These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey
Is loathsome in his own deliciousness
And in the taste confounds the appetite.
Therefore love moderately; long love doth so;
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet