…Shakespeare.

Well, in my world anyway.

The following was written by a British Admiral/Pasha serving in the Turkish Navy.

 

 

“Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing;
’twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him,
And makes me poor indeed.”

 

“But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.”

 

“I would not put a thief in my mouth to steal my brains.”

 

“Tis in ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are our gardens to the which our wills are gardeners.”

 

If I say that I know what’s going on here…I’d be lying.

Clueless :o)