“Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck;

And yet methinks I have Astronomy, 

But not to tell of good or evil luck,
Of plagues, of dearths, or seasons’ quality;

Nor can I fortune to brief minutes tell,

Pointing to each his thunder, rain and wind,

Or say with princes if it shall go well

By oft predict that I in heaven find:

But from thine eyes my knowledge I derive,

And, constant stars, in them I read such art

As truth and beauty shall together thrive,

If from thyself, to store thou wouldst convert; 

   Or else of thee this I prognosticate:

   Thy end is truth’s and beauty’s doom and date.”
– Shakespeare 



  1. If you can find a good production of the bard in this city let me know. I did work on the sound and light crew many years back for the botanical gardens but my drunken behaviour was not as inspiring as I had hoped.


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