Beshrew your eyes,
They have o’erlooked me and divided me.
One half of me is yours, the other half yours—
Mine own, I would say. But if mine, then yours,
And so all yours. Oh, these naughty times
Put bars between the owners and their rights!
And so, though yours, not yours. Prove it so,
Let fortune go to hell for it, not I.
—The Merchant of Venice, 3.2.14-21
You’re the bravest girl I’ve ever met. Now stick it back in, it fell out.
—Freddie Quell, The Master (2012)
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Photo Credit: Emmet Gowin. Edith. Chincoteague Island, Virginia. 1967.