Tuesday, January 29, 2008

lemon-scented lint

Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whiles, like a puff'd and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads.
And recks not his own rede.
  • Ophelia, scene iii
I think, and I mean this for all the women that somehow relate to Ophelia in one way or another, that Ophelia really needs a hug in Scene 3.

And, I wish that I could also know which scenes I might receive hugs so that I could write in a few more.

Fresh.

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