Any day is better with the Bard

[ladyvyola]

If you see this on your flist, quote some Shakespeare.

Something ravishing:

"...For where thou art, there is the world itself,
With every several pleasure in the world,
And where thou art not, desolation.
I can no more: live thou to joy thy life;
Myself no joy in nought but that thou livest."
(Henry VI, Part II, Act 3, Scene 2)

Something both despairing and triumphant:

"I tell thee truly, herald,
I know not if the day be ours or no...."

"The day is yours."

"Praised be God, and not our strength, for it!"
(Henry V, Act 4, Scene 7)

Something chilling:

"Alas, your too much love and care of me
Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch!
If little faults proceeding on distemper
Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd, and digested,
Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man,
Though Cambridge, Scroop, and Grey, in their dear care
And tender preservation of our person,
Would have him punish'd....

"....Why, how now, gentlemen?
What see you in those papers, that you lose
So much complexion?

"....The mercy that was quick in us but late
By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd.
You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy....

"....I will weep for thee;
For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like
Another fall of man...."
(Henry V, Act 2, Scene 2)