Geraldine BrooksThe stories that grow up around a king are strong vines with a fierce grip.
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The stories that grow up around a king are strong vines with a fierce grip. This line from William Shakespeare’s Hamlet would be a good motto for the people who hold power. It was really clever of him to put that line in his play about the relationship between a king and his people.
Source: The Secret Chord
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