[people In 1600s] Didn't Have Many Books.

It Is Not That Shakespeare's Art Is In Technicolor And Fancy, And That Real Life Is Black And White And Tedious. The Life That Shakespeare Was Living Was The Only Life He Had, And He Had To Use It To Create What He Was Doing.

The Shakespeare That Shakespeare Became Is The Name That's Attached To These Astonishing Objects That He Left Behind.

The Greatest Obstacle To Pleasure Is Not Pain; It Is Delusion.

What We Know Is That Shakespeare Wrote Perhaps The Most Remarkable Body Of Passionate Love Poetry In The English Language To A Young Man.

I Was In Venice Teaching, So I Reread Henry James's "the Wings Of The Dove." I Love James.