The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head:
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished:
For never was a tale of more woe
than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
Below, an homage to perhaps the most brilliant last lines of a play ever written. As you can see, my vision of the costuming probably wouldn’t have worked that well on the Elizabethan stage. However, I think the author would have surely and almost certainly, beyond a reasonable doubt, and almost without question, loved it.
Because she was amazing.
But that's just me.