Monday, March 28, 2011

I defy you, stars










  • "See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
    O that I were a glove upon that hand,
    that I might touch that cheek!"
    - William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 2.2
  • Act II, Sc. II
    Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
    Ere one can say, "It lightens."
    Act III, Sc. II
    Was ever book containing such vile matter
    So fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell
    In such a gorgeous palace!

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