El destino es el que baraja las cartas, pero nosotros somos los que jugamos

“O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two!”

“Trifles light as air are to the jealous confirmations strong as proofs of holy …”

“Great Timon, noble, worthy, royal Timon! Ah, when the means are gone that buy t…”

“If we shadows have offended,Think but this, and all is mended,That you have but…”