The way this works.
It’s simple, really.
In the rain, more like drizzle or just heavy fog that went with Saturday night, it was back to the theater, to see 12th Night, yet again.
Culcullus non facit monachum.
Now, I’d been poking around in Bartlett’s, looking for something, as was obvious. I’d found one quote I liked. Rang a bell, so to speak, but as far as I was concerned, it was from Bartlett’s.
Culcullus non facit monachum.
But in the first, second act, or thereabouts, Feste the Clown quotes it. So I’ve seen this in the movie, then on stage (x2), and it didn’t strike home until Saturday night.
Culcullus non facit monachum.
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