Here lies the water; good.
Here stands the man; good.
If the man go to this water and drown himself,
it is (will he, nill he) he goes; mark you that.
But if the water come to him and drown him, he drowns not himself.
Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life.
Here stands the man; good.
If the man go to this water and drown himself,
it is (will he, nill he) he goes; mark you that.
But if the water come to him and drown him, he drowns not himself.
Argal, he that is not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life.
- Act V, Scene I: "Hamlet" by William Shakespeare
Do 't, and to bed, then.
I'll wake mine eyeballs out first.
Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death,
Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth,
Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,
And in despite I'll cram thee with more food.
"H i k e s o f t l y ~"
. . .
How often I watched others, listening so that I might speak-
and with two words, your aloof and wandering gaze that obscured where we both found ourselves staring,
did you stir those very passions within my own very heart.
You told me not where, not when- but only whereupon and once upon-
Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death,
Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth,
Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,
And in despite I'll cram thee with more food.
"H i k e s o f t l y ~"
. . .
And then, there you were.
How often I watched others, listening so that I might speak-
and with two words, your aloof and wandering gaze that obscured where we both found ourselves staring,
did you stir those very passions within my own very heart.
You told me not where, not when- but only whereupon and once upon-
And then, there you weren't.
Grace given, you sick errant.
This wasn't to be your exit. Not yet, not so soon.
She's still here. I can not express the disappointment I feel, that you will not pay witness to the great works we should've accomplished - alas, you were doomed to continue with your purpose, and I with mine.
Grace given, you sick errant.
Gravely kept, Arbeidd. I am blessed to have known your intercession within this life. May Caius warm the depths of your heart with a truer love, something stronger and more enduring than those fetters of eternity and fateful demise you've desperately raised to torment your mind and time.
Rest peacefully, sweet prince. You will be remembered, you will be missed.
Rest peacefully, sweet prince. You will be remembered, you will be missed.
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Quote:I. There is no absolute or perfect love, and if there were, it would weigh more than any heart could possibly hope to carry.
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Close your eyes, soldier. Count backwards from you-kn0w-which-number. No fair, no peeking!