I - will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all.
That happens a lot with Shakespeare. The women go after what they want; the men wind up suckered into things.
Dost thou not desire what is in thy nature as 'tis worth more than thine own weight in gold? Behold, then, this truth above all: to thy owneth loving nature we calleth as One's owneth nature's true for all.
