“I pray you, in your letters, when you shall these
Unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am, nothing extenuate.
Nor set down aught in malice.
Then must you speak of one who loved not wisely
But too well.
Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought, perplexed in the extreme.
Of one who’s hand, like the base Indian, threw a pearl away richer than all his tribe.”
Othello – Bill the Bard
PHOENIX QUOTE OF THE WEEK
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