Marginalia, no.217

Now, by my sword, I will kill all his coats;
I’ll murder all his wardrobe, piece by piece

~ Shakespeare, Henry IV Part One

I always liked moving away, especially as a boy. I never regretted the chance to part forever from friends and acquaintances, to begin again in a new place as an unknown. I would put to quiet death all of my old garments – the selves I had worn and grown sick of seeing reflected in the eyes of others. Stripping them off, I never found myself naked. I was an infinite wardrobe. Now, if I could, I’d trade my sword for a needle. Stitch by stitch I would raise up all my dead.

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  1. Here’s my favourite quote from Shakespeare… 🙂

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