Tuesday, March 06, 2007

in other words . . .

The deep of night is crept upon our talk,
And nature must obey necessity;
Which we will niggard with a little rest.
There is no more to say?
--Julius Caesar, Act IV, Scene 3

(I'd forgotten how much I like this play.)

1 comment:

Jack said...

Yeah, there's a reason he's called The Bard.