The poet is a faker
Who's so good at his act
He even fakes the pain
Of pain he feels in fact.
Who's so good at his act
He even fakes the pain
Of pain he feels in fact.
Fernando Pessoa
My soul, sit thou a patient looker on Judge not the play before the play is done; Her plot hath many changes Every day Speaks a new Scene; The last act Crowns the Play! Francis Quarles - Song of Anarchus - in The Shepherd's Oracles, 4)