Simply Shakespeare

There are two sections from two plays that I have been mulling over.

As You Like It:

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players


Romeo and Juliet:

Why then, O brawling love!
O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness,
serious vanity,
misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms,
feather of lead,
bright smoke,
cold fire,
sick health,
still-waking sleep,
that is not what it is!


So few words but such deep meanings.

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