These are quotes that I have come across in books that I really love. I dedicate this place to all the wonderful words I have read. If trinkets from every day can be collected, then, why not words?
Friday, March 11, 2011
Othello, III.III. 261-263
"Though her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'ld whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune."
--William Shakespeare, Othello, act 3, scene 3, line 261-263
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