#shakes

A Shakespearean tragedy as so far considered may be called a story of exceptional calamity leading to the death of a man in high estate. But it is clearly much more than this, and we have now to regard it from another side. ↗

— Andrew Coyle Bradley

#calamity #called #clearly #considered #death

In Shakespearean tragedy the main source of the convulsion which produces suffering and death is never good: good contributes to this convulsion only from its tragic implication with its opposite in one and the same character. ↗

— Andrew Coyle Bradley

#contributes #convulsion #death #good #implication

The pow'r I have on you is to spare you / The malice towards you, to forgive you. Posthumus ↗

— William Shakespeare

#power #shakespeare-s-wit #forgiveness

If you have an enemy, just shake his hand. Then he’ll be a sworn enemy. ↗

— Bauvard

#funny #handshakes #humor #oaths #funny

Ink to paper is thoughtful Ink to flesh, hard-core. If Shakespeare were a tattooist We'd appreciate body art more. ↗

— Terri Guillemets

#body-art #shakespeare #story #tattoos #art

If there really is such a thing as turning in one's grave, Shakespeare must get a lot of exercise. ↗

— George Orwell

#classics #drama #interpretation #shakespeare #art

When I got enough confidence, the stage was gone. When I was sure of losing, I won. When I needed people the most, they left me. When I learnt to dry my tears, I found a shoulder to cry on. And when I mastered the art of hating, somebody started loving me. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#art

But what if Shakespeare― and Hamlet― were asking the wrong question? What if the real question is not whether to be, but how to be? ↗

— Gayle Forman

#shakespeare #inspirational

To be or not to be?' That is not the question. What is the question? The question is not one of being, but of becoming. 'To become more or not to become more' This is the question faced by each intelligence in our universe. ↗

— Truman G. Madsen

#lds #shakespeare #intelligence

For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings, Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times, Turning the accomplishment of many years Into an hour-glass: for the which supply, Admit me Chorus to this history; Who prologue-like your humble patience pray, Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#william-shakespeare #life