BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
But sad mortality o’er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer’s honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of batt’ring days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall time’s best jewel from time’s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
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Hello! Thanks for checking out my blog. I'm a German writer and trainer. I was born in Munich grown up in the suburbs of Frankfurt. Most of my twenties I spent in London and the UK. Wherever I've lived, my obsession with dance, fitness and writing has followed!
During the last years I travelled abroad working as a wellness coach in countries like Egypt, Spain, Portugal and the popular island Mallorca. I also teach courses and workshops for yoga and pilates.
While having worked in marketing communication for several years from local to international companies and agencies, as well as on freelance writing projects as a copywriter, I also published my first novel "Lost and found in your eyes" which is available for download on Amazon.
I love the city and I'm also passionate about fashion - just another addiction - but I'm happiest spending time on a good book, dancing, doing a good yoga routine or enjoying the sun at the beach. It's the only place I stop thinking about writing - but just doing it;-)
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