Is there anyone out there who even reads this thing? Oh well. So lately I find myself thinking mainly in Romeo and Juliet quotes, specifically:
"What, are thou not drawn amongst these heartless hinds?"
"He who hath the steerage of my course, direct my sail."
"For now these days is the mad blood stirring..."
"The love I bear thee can afford no better name than this: thou art a villain."
"...be satisfied."
"They have made wormsmeat out of me."
"Oh, I am fortune's fool!"
and if it could only be this easy:
"Thus with a kiss I die."
Also, I find myself strangely haunted by this single line from MacBeth:
"...all my pretty chickens."
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