Capture the Intangible
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act V, Scene i

And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
–A Midsummer Night’s Dream,
Act V, Scene i

I feel within me
A peace above all earthly dignities,
A still and quiet conscience.
-Henry VIII,
Act III, Scene ii

Greatness knows itself.
-Henry IV Part 1,
Act IV, Scene iii

There is nothing either good or bad,
but thinking makes it so.
–Hamlet,
Act II, Scene ii

What’s past is prologue.
–The Tempest,
Act II, Scene i

And do as adversaries do in law,
Strive mightily, but eat and drink as friends.
-Taming of the Shrew,
Act I, Scene ii

…and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open, and show riches
Ready to drop upon me; that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again.
–The Tempest
Act III, Scene ii