All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.
William Shakespeare.
The world was hers for the reading — Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
One must always be careful of books and what is inside them, for words have…
We tell ourselves stories in order to live — Joan Didion, The White Album