Oh me! oh life! of the questions of these recurring, of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than i, and who more faithless? ) of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds i see around me, of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined, the question, o me! so sad, recurring—what good amid these, o me, o life?

to convince americans of the importance of others.

romeo and juliet, family means a lot more than a husband, wife, and 2.5 kids. "family" means everyone from the head of the household down to the lowly servants—anyone who could possibly owe any the capulets or montagues loyalty. if you're thinking "street gang" or "mafia movie," you're not too far off. that's why romeo and juliet's little love affair isn't just going to get them grounded; it's a betrayal of absolutely everything—like dating someone from a rival school or, yeah, a rival gang. we might think of family as a place of refuse and security, but, in romeo and juliet, kinship is more often a source of danger and battle.

hope that a little