T.S. EliotI don't know much about gods, but I think the river is a strong, brown god
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I don't know much about gods, but I think the river is a strong, brown god. The river is a strong, brown god. This phrase comes from Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. When Romeo claims he doesn't know much about his love, Juliet replies that she thinks the river is a strong brown god.
The river is the main character in the story and is the catalyst for all of the tragic events that transpire. All of the characters are brought together by it and it also serves as the connection between people.
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