Othello: Thou’st the look of it. The gleaming in thine eye. All things of dreams and phantoms cleave unto thy very breast, knowing that the dawn is yet near to the skies. I’faith, thy weird finds company with Verity, as were they bedmates or yet twin girl children, indistinguishable and inseparable.
Othello sits down in the armchair opposite from Hamlet
Othello: Does’t think then that the heavens guide thine steps, gentle Hamlet?










George Washington, first President of the United States of America, once said, “Neither politics nor religion are fit topics for the table, nor for casual blogging.”
