William Shakespear wrote:
Thou doth speak true! Let us join forces and fight yon fiend, Oxford!
William Shakespear wrote:
Fie, Devil! But thou art not so famed and fabled a rogue--I am he, and he is me, and we are all together, fiendish Fullerite! Thou shalt have out-herod Herod through such inglorious theft! I AM Shakespeare!
Lord Fyre wrote:
Brilliant! Yea, there be no greater words writ, but sentiment has it! Thou art mine hero, Friend Lord Fyre!
David Fryer wrote:
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus; and we petty menWalk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings. ;-) |
