I made a comment in a class this week regarding Antony and Cleopatra. Someone asked if their love was true love or destructive love. I said maybe those things aren't mutually exclusive.
And everyone was all, oh yeah, that's so true. That Shakespeare was a genius, and so on.
Then I leaned over to my neighbor Olivia and whispered, I was talking about Twilight love. And she nodded solemnly back at me.