William Shakespeare, my lost chance.

William Shakespeare was a writer and a poet that passed away four hundred years ago. I fall in love with Shakespeare since I met him in his poems and plays during my youthful years. His images and metaphors shake my emotions as I was a young lady. But I definitely loved him deeply once I found out He was also in love. His passionate lines spelled and said by actors in a play, appealing to my feminine pure sense, light my feverish woman soul. Nothing can be compared to his… “I am a fortune fool”, while he could not avoid falling for his mistress charming time after time. Or the unavoidable “It’s a mystery” when men could not solve human dilemma and God starred the scene with these simple and magnificent words as the only solution. Shakespeare masterpieces are “untranslatable” because they are as English as England itself. You can only enjoy them if you can read them in the raw version of primitive Saxon language with your feeling glasses on. My passion for Shakespeare is pure ecstasy and it is another contradiction in my work as a translator.