It is myself I mean: in whom I know, All the particulars of vice so grafted, That, when they shall be open’d, black Macbeth will seem as pure as snow
"I have no spur to prick the sides of my intent, but only vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself and falls on the other."
3 years old, wow, my oh my how you’ve grown
Oh my GOD.
So this seems likea question that we, or anyone who’s seen the show a few times, a few dozen times, or like, 70+ times (!) should be able to just rattle off, right?
You have no idea...
Last night I dropped by Manderley for a drink with a Scorched reader in from out of town. I hadn’t been in several months. There are still familiar friendly...