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When visiting mom and dad in Ashburn this past weekend I was browsing through some issues of The Walrus, a monthly Canadian magazine that reminds me a bit of the New Yorker. The Walrus has articles on politics, culture, the environment, science, and various miscellaneous things, mostly with some Canadian tie-in. I'm now interested in getting a subscription.

Their website is http://walrusmagazine.com/

The magazine included a quote in one story from Hamlet which I don't recall. In grade 13 (if I memory serves me correctly) we had to read this play. Each year in high school brought a new Shakespeare play, but due to a short attention span and the older style of English I never became that interested in the plays. Interestingly, Gui has a pretty good grasp of the plot outlines of most of the big name plays because she read condensed versions in China. In English speaking countries, condensed versions are considered somewhat Mickey Mouse and frowned upon if you're a serious person, however the hurdle involved in appreciating Shakespeare mean that only the dedicated will remember anything but a vague blur a decade or two later.

The quote was:

Hamlet.

O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a

king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.

Guildenstern.

Which dreams, indeed, are ambition

Poetic.