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One of my favorite things about reading Shakespeare is discovering what hides behind a single word. In Hamlet, Claudius calls himself a “limed soul.” Birdlime was a sticky substance used to trap birds, the more they struggled, the more trapped they became.
What a brilliant image for guilt: a soul trying to free itself, only to become more entangled.
Shakespeare never ceases to amaze me 🙂↕️🌹✨.
— 6 hours, 12 min ago
What a brilliant image for guilt: a soul trying to free itself, only to become more entangled.
Shakespeare never ceases to amaze me 🙂↕️🌹✨.
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LOVE
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In the corrupted currents of this world
Offence’s gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft ’tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law;
But ’tis not so above.
There is no shuffling.
There the action lies
In his true nature.
— 6 hours, 9 min ago
Offence’s gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft ’tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law;
But ’tis not so above.
There is no shuffling.
There the action lies
In his true nature.
LOVE
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"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go."
— 6 hours, 20 min ago
Words without thoughts never to heaven go."
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“Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.”
How often do we hesitate, not because we lack courage, but because we can see too many possibilities, too many consequences, too many what-ifs?
Sometimes our awareness protects us.
Sometimes it paralyzes us.
I love how Shakespeare captures that conflict in a single line 🩶✨.
— Jun 02, 2026 08:29AM
How often do we hesitate, not because we lack courage, but because we can see too many possibilities, too many consequences, too many what-ifs?
Sometimes our awareness protects us.
Sometimes it paralyzes us.
I love how Shakespeare captures that conflict in a single line 🩶✨.
LOVE
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“ The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveller returns “
"Thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought. “
— Jun 02, 2026 08:27AM
"Thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought. “
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To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
— Jun 02, 2026 08:18AM
Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
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“ Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I have not art to reckon my groans: but that I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu.
Thine evermore, most dear lady,
Whilst this machine is to him, Hamlet.”
🩶🫠
— Jun 02, 2026 08:01AM
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
O dear Ophelia, I am ill at these numbers; I have not art to reckon my groans: but that I love thee best, O most best, believe it. Adieu.
Thine evermore, most dear lady,
Whilst this machine is to him, Hamlet.”
🩶🫠
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Now to my word;
It is “Adieu, adieu! remember me.”
I have sworn’t.
— May 31, 2026 07:44AM
It is “Adieu, adieu! remember me.”
I have sworn’t.
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“ Till then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise,
Though all the earth o’erwhelm them, to men’s eyes.“
~ I have my suspicions already; now I’m waiting for them to be confirmed🙂↕️.
— May 30, 2026 07:43AM
Though all the earth o’erwhelm them, to men’s eyes.“
~ I have my suspicions already; now I’m waiting for them to be confirmed🙂↕️.
