It's always seemed a little preposterous that Hamlet, for all his paralyzing doubt about everything, never once doubts the reality of the ghost. Never questions his own madness might not in fact be unfeigned.

Follow me reader! Who ever told you there is no such things in the world as real, true, everlasting love? May the liar have his despicable tongue cut out!

I love you without caring about your past, your property, your beauty, your knowledge or popularity, I just know that only you are the first man in life to ask me whether I am tired. I won't tired everytime I see your face and hear your voice.

Literature is mostly about having sex and not much about having children; life's the other way round.

Written By David Lodge

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