V.L.: [as Thomas Kent] Tell me how you love her, Will.
W.S.: Like a sickness and its cure together.
Shakespeare in love
There are moments when the walls of the mind grow thin;
when nothing is unabsorbed,
and I could fancy that we might blow so vast a bubble
that the sun might set and rise in it…
to ∞ and beyond
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