Nikos Liapis

“All the world’s a stage
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages.”

William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII

A photographic interpretation of some of the wisest words I have ever read. Pretty powerless against fate, life, the universe, the man-made world. There’s only so much you can control, only so much you can shape the way you like. But hey, that’s fine. Savour the moment. Feel the icy Donegal wind, the warm Mediterrenean sunset, the breath-taking New York skyline. Why else were we brought on this planet if not to walk it, breathe it, see it.