Jan. 6th, 2012

monk111: (Sugar Hips)
The ghost has left, and Hamlet is in a nervous, agitated state of shock and mania, taking in all that has been told, and accepting the call to kill his uncle-king and his mother’s husband.

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Ham:
O all you host of heaven! O earth! what else?
And shall I couple hell? O, fie! Hold, hold, my heart;
And you, my sinews, grow not instant old,
But bear me stiffly up. Remember thee?
Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat
In this distracted globe. Remember thee?
Yea, from the table of my memory
I'll wipe away all trivial fond records,
All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past,
That youth and observation copied there;
And thy commandment all alone shall live
Within the book and volume of my brain,
Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven!

O most pernicious woman!

O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!

My tables,--meet it is I set it down, [writing]

That one may smile, and smile, and be a villain;
At least I'm sure it may be so in Denmark.

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monk111: (Sugar)
I don't need to wait until I hit page 100. I am just shy of page 50, and I am enjoying the company provided by Dickens in his "Mutual Friend". I need a little more faith sometimes, and I got to stop holding up what I have and comparing it to some vague idea of perfection. I should be able to enjoy what I have. That applies to DVDs and shows, too.

I keep fretting over whether there is a better use for my time, but my time is almost up as it is. Better to relax and savor it. If I have not been able to make something happen by now, it is simply not going to happen.

Old Times

Jan. 6th, 2012 08:14 pm
monk111: (Sugar Hips)


This goes back even before Michael Jordan, no?

calico

Jan. 6th, 2012 09:38 pm
monk111: (Cats)


Got to have a calico in the group.
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