#BattlestarGalactica #SoSayWeAll
#BattlestarGalactica #SoSayWeAll
Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!–
It is the cause. Yet I’ll not shed her blood;
Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,
And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Yet she must die, else she’ll betray more men.”
- #Othello #ShakespeareSunday
Let me not name it to you, you chaste stars!–
It is the cause. Yet I’ll not shed her blood;
Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,
And smooth as monumental alabaster.
Yet she must die, else she’ll betray more men.”
- #Othello #ShakespeareSunday
7 December 1941
7 December 1941
Of moonbeam, silver white;
His ink is dew from daisies sweet,
His pen a point of light.”
- #JoyceKilmer (born: 6 December 1886)
Of moonbeam, silver white;
His ink is dew from daisies sweet,
His pen a point of light.”
- #JoyceKilmer (born: 6 December 1886)