Quote of the Day

Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again. William Shakespeare, The Tempest

Quote of the Day

My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me
That I must love a loathèd enemy. William Shakespeare–Romeo and Juliet

We recently watched Romeo and Juliet recently (the DiCaprio version), and I was reminded of my favorite line from the play. It also brought back a fond memory of my sophomore English Honors class–our teacher used to make us memorize lines from whatever play we were currently reading before he would admit us to the classroom. I remember enjoying memorizing this line, because I thought it was so powerful (and probably also because it was one of the few lines of Shakespeare I read that I could understand without thinking about and analyzing it!).