The first thing to realize is that Shakespeare is a masterpiece of the human spirit.
And that, I’m sure, is the case with almost every artist.
Shakespeare’s writing, however, stands out for its originality, his clarity, his insight.
He’s so full of life that it’s almost impossible to imagine any other artist writing poetry.
Yet there is a certain sense of beauty that comes from a relationship with a writer, whether it’s a friend or a loved one.
It’s almost as if they’ve become a part of you, and that’s how you get to know your artist.
For many, Shakespeare’s poetry is a source of comfort and reassurance, the thing that holds them together in times of doubt and despair.
Yet I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to know Shakespeare for the first time.
What would he say?
What would I be like in his presence?
If I had to describe my experience of living with him, I’d start with the fact that it was an incredible time in my life.
I was 16 years old, living with my parents in a small, shabby apartment in New York City.
I’d been living with them for two years, and it was time to move on.
The apartment was a bit like a tent.
It was very cramped and lacked any natural ventilation.
The walls and floors were painted black.
It felt like someone had stripped down the whole building to create an artificial, cold climate.
I started taking a shower every day.
I went to school and took piano lessons in the mornings.
My family moved in a few months after that.
I didn’t have a lot of friends growing up, but I had lots of friends in my class.
I got a few flirty texts from one of my best friends, and I was happy to oblige.
At some point during my first year in school, my teacher asked me if I’d like to write an essay.
I thought it was crazy that he would ask that question, but at the time I was so excited that I wrote the essay in a month.
After that, though, I became more cautious about my writing.
I took it a step further than usual, writing in a notebook.
At the time, I was only trying to understand the poem in context, but now I felt that I was getting more and more comfortable writing the essay.
There was a moment, a very brief moment, when I felt as if I could have written an entire book, and then suddenly I had a lot more free time.
I would write in the notebook, and when I was done, I would go home and do whatever I wanted.
I couldn’t wait to start my next essay.
My writing is always a lot better after I get home.
I also started studying Shakespeare, and this was a very important thing for me.
I wanted to be able to understand his character better and better.
I remember when I first started writing about him, my mother told me that I had something called a “shakespeare book,” and she thought it sounded great.
I had no idea what she was talking about, but it sounded really cool.
I kept putting the book down, and one day I just sat down and started to write.
It turned out that I actually knew Shakespeare very well.
I’m not sure exactly what my mother’s idea of “shakespear” is, but Shakespeare was a person of great literary depth.
He wrote more than any other person in history, including the writers of the Bible.
And, as he said in his “Romeo and Juliet” poem, Shakespeare was the best poet I’ve ever known.
And yet, after all this time, and with all these poems, I still couldn’t seem to get his voice right.
What was I missing?
I kept trying to figure it out, trying to get it in the words.
I could only find out by studying his life, by reading his letters.
It wasn’t until I read the first volume of “Juliet” that I realized how much Shakespeare meant to me.
The first line is this: “In the end, the greatest tragedy is a triumph over the greatest evil.”
The word tragedy has a very deep, almost religious meaning, but what Shakespeare was really saying was that we should never let a situation go to waste, that we shouldn’t let ourselves be defeated by anything.
He wanted us to be a hero.
I think I was really drawn to him, to his poetry, by the way that he used language.
His language, his sense of humor, his use of alliteration, and so on, I really love that.
And then, just after that, he wrote something else.
It seemed like a really important line, and Shakespeare wrote this line: “It is by no means easy to find the right word for a man.”
But what he meant was that you should never give up hope, and never give in to despair.
And so I read