O that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew!
Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
His canon ’gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!
How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
Seem to me all the uses of this world!
Fie on’t! O fie! ’tis an unweeded garden,
That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature
Possess it merely. That it should come to this!
Hamlet
Act I, Scene 2I have of late,—but wherefore I know not,—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,—why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason! how infinite in faculties! in form and moving, how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension, how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
Hamlet
Act II, Scene 2
6 years ago
2 comments:
Um Hi... it's your blog. Remember how you moved into an apartment? Started attending a new ward (we think). Attempted FHE? Made Hummingbird Cake? Started a diet? Failed at that diet? These are all things you could be blogging about. Why haven't you?
Dear Blog,
I have not forgotten about you. In fact, during the last week I have purchased a webhosting service, a domain, and have been learning php and learning about WordPress templates so that you can be cooler and better than ever. You'll get all of these presents very soon. And then I'm sure you'll be happy with all the attention you'll get.
William
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