Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.
"Hey, Hakkai? Whatcha reading"
Hamlet( to Polonius): Words, words, words.
"Stop your whinging, monkey."
"But Saaaanzo…"
"Fuck. M'outta cigarettes. Hakkai, wanna go for a walk"
Hamlet: Into my grave.
"Asshole..."
"Yeah, yeah, I'll get you some, too. Hakkai? You coming"
Hamlet: …for there is nothing good or bad but thinking makes it so.
"Hakkai? You ok"
Hamlet: Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks, but I thank you.
"What? Ah. Yes. Shall we go"