For where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world, And where thou art not, desolation.
William ShakespeareCall me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
William ShakespeareFor where thou art, there is the world itself, With every several pleasure in the world, And where thou art not, desolation.
William ShakespeareCall me what instrument you will, though you can fret me, you cannot play upon me.
William Shakespeare