Friends... . lend me your ears..
4 October 2006
So many friends, so little time to keep up with you all and bestow upon you the rightful and deserved kindnesses you have shewn me.., so I leave you with this;
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Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Cæsar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones.
Julius Cæsar. ACT III Scene 2.
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19 September, 2006
I'm truly honoured you all visit my humble little space here, your comments always a pleasure to read! thank you! and I'm constantly amazed at the creativity and passion you share in your images, writing, and music, be sure that I'm always watching for more.
"Neither a borrower nor a lender be;
For loan oft loses both itself and friend,
And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.
This above all: to thine ownself be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell: my blessing season this in thee!"
—Lord Polonius, Hamlet, Scene 3
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~Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare
To digg the dust encloased heare
Blessed by y man y spares hes stones
And curst be he y moves my bones"
~from my tombstone!
