From sally_maria...

[cosmic_llin]

If you see this on your friendslist quote Shakespeare:

Glamis thou art, and Cawdor; and shalt be
What thou art promised: yet do I fear thy nature;
It is too full o' the milk of human kindness
To catch the nearest way: thou wouldst be great;
Art not without ambition, but without
The illness should attend it: what thou wouldst highly,
That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false,
And yet wouldst wrongly win: thou'ldst have, great Glamis,
That which cries 'Thus thou must do, if thou have it;
And that which rather thou dost fear to do
Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither,
That I may pour my spirits in thine ear;
And chastise with the valour of my tongue
All that impedes thee from the golden round,
Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem
To have thee crown'd withal.

Comments

[penguin2.livejournal.com]

Dude. We are but poor players who strut and fret our hour upon the stage - oh wait, that's Pop Idol, innit...

:P

p.s. You can fret me but you cannot play upon me.

p.p.s. ~giggles~