an't know I'm here. But as crazy as it sounds, I feel like it does. I feel like I feel somewhere in the words he says, the same way I did when I first uttered them in Professor Glenny's class.
I remember so many verses from Rosalind, also from Orlando, that I can pronounce them along with the actors. It feels like a private chorus of calls and responses between me and Willem.
The little strength I have, I would like it to be with you.
Good luck to you: pray to heaven that I deceive myself in you!
So love me, Rosalind.
And will you have me?
You are not good?
I hope so.
Now tell me, how long would you have her after you have possessed her?
Forever and a day.
Forever and a day.
I hold Wren's hand in one of my hands and Wolfgang's in the other. We make a chain, the three of us. Stan
