© Freddie: Shakespeare to Bitcoin?
jopperbok: Out out brief candle
jopperbok: It's not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves
jopperbok: Gordian Knot
jopperbok: Cannon Fodder
jopperbok: Drunk Shakespeare
jopperbok: My grave is like to be my wedding bed
jopperbok: Still waters run deep
jopperbok: A pound of flesh
ricko: "The Lady Doth Protest too Much, Methinks"
♔ Georgie R: Clean teeth 228-365 (14-4977)
jopperbok: Who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him
Ivan Kaminoff: Being and Nothingness
jopperbok: O horror, horror, horror
jopperbok: Consolation
♔ Georgie R: "That which we call a rose … " 189:365 (3:919)
Mount Fuji Man: The hollow crown
Mount Fuji Man: For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings (1k)
dramamath: Day 10/365: One-Man Audience
SolanoSnapper: This the poison of deep grief
ricko: "What Light Through Yonder Window Breaks"
ruthlesscrab: "There's rosemary, that's for remembrance..."
Studio d'Xavier: "I shall despair. There is no creature loves me; And if I die, no soul shall pity me. Nay, wherefore should they? since that I myself Find in myself no pity to myself."
Surfchild.: 338. Is this a dagger
Mickster.: 2Bv¬2B:=?
byzantiumbooks: Yellow Leaves
Mount Fuji Man: ‘If music be the food of love play on.’
Mickster.: Flesh and Bone
amy's antics: Not an early riser fortunately............