She writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen.

About This Quote

The phrase, “she writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen,” reveals a special connection between a woman and her lover. In this quote by William Shakespeare, he describes a relationship where two people have a true connection not only because they have shared a lot of time together but also because they have found a way to communicate beyond words. In his mind, each person has ways of telling their story without the use of words. To him, she writes things with her movements that he could not write with his pen.

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