The only still center of my life is Macbeth. To go back to doing this bloody, crazed, insane mass-murderer is a huge relief after trying to get my cell phone replaced. ↗
It hardly seems worthwhile to point out the shortsightedness of those practitioners who would have us believe that the form of the poem is merely its shape. ↗
It all went back to problems we had talked about before, you know, such as the British not believing in formation bombing and not believing in daytime bombing. ↗