“Seems”,Madam! Nay it is; I know not “seems”.
Hamlet, Act 1 Sc.2
This way and that, things seem:
as the Moon seems sometimes
happily hammocked, sometimes
threateningly red; or when
clouds seem like camels, or
whales, or weasels; friends
like enemies, enemies friends;
seems implies fantasies, illusions,
wishful thinking, poetry perhaps;
seems is a pseudonym of
self-delusion or the pious hope that
seems will not end up ripping apart the
seams of one’s life.
