always one foot on the ground

Click here for layouts!---------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Twelfth Night - Act 2 Scene 4 ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Duke: Get to thee yond same sovereign cruelty. Tell her, my love, more noble than the world, Prizes not quantity of dirty lands; The parts that fortune hath bestowed upon her Tell her I hold as giddily as fortune, But 'tis that miracle and queen of gems That nature pranks her in, attracts my soul. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Viola [Cesaro]: But if she cannot love you, sir? ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Duke: I cannot be so answered. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Viola [Cesaro]: Say that some lady, as perhaps there is, Hath for your love as great a pang of heart As you have for Olivia. You cannot love her. You tell her so. Must she not then be answered? ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Duke: There is no woman's sides Can bide the beating of so strong a passion As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart So big to hold so much; they lack retention. Alas, their love may be called appetite, No motion of the liver but the palate, That suffers surfeit, cloyment, and revolt; And can digest as much. Make no compare Between that love a woman can bear me And that I owe Olivia. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Viola [Cesaro]: Ay, but I know. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Duke: What does thou know? ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Viola [Cesaro]: Too well what a love women to men may owe. In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man As it might be perhaps, I were a woman, I should your lordship. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Duke: And what's her history? ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Viola [Cesaro]: A blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let the concealment, like a worm i' th' bud, Feed her on her damash cheek. She pined in thought; And, with green and yellow meloncholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed? We men may say more, swear more; but indeed Our shows are more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows but little in our love. ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------- Alas, I love shakespeare. I love writing. I love reading. I love love. I love you.. and him. I love listening to music. I love my wonderful friends. I love when it rains and when its windy outside. I love when its cold but not snowing and everyone is in sweatshirts and rosie cheeks. The absolute love of my life is Joni Mitchell. Her music makes my heart beat. Her love will last a lifetime, and will continue to fulfill me throughout my years, tears, and heartbreaks. I love art more than life itself. Painting specifically. I am currently a student at HEIDELBERG COLLEGE. Its amazing. I'm joining the Peace Corps after I graduate college for at least 4-5 years. I want to work in Africa/India [and many other countries] with the AIDS Foundation. Leaving for good. Yes, I have had my heart broken, severely. Once. Theres no worse feeling than 1)thinking of every moment that led you to that heartbreak. and 2)thinking of ways to make yourself stop thinking at all.