Stars with trains of fire

While reading Hamlet, I came across these peculiar lines: "As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,/Disasters in the sun" (Hamlet, 1.1.129-30). Of course, I immediately turned to the footnotes of my book to understand what was meant by this phrase, and I was met with this note: "these lines are awkward; probably some text has been lost." Call me crazy for crying over the footnotes of a book, but something about this just struck me. These words penned by Shakespeare about stars with trains of fire absolutely captivated me; I found them very beautiful. But we do not understand their meaning and they have been given the label "awkward." I think this is a suitable way to look at people. We are often very quick to judge others, to classify them based on what we see, but we forget that we do not have the whole story. People often carry so much more than what we see. I often forget everyone else's lives are just as complicated as mine, that others hide too, that people want their beauty to be seen just as much as I do. So many people are lost, just waiting to be found. Let me love those stars with trains of fire, both for the beauty I see and the beauty that I hope to see.

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