Tag: Tragedies

  • October 29

    October 29

    Pickle


    The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.

    –Coriolanus
    Act V, Scene iv

  • October 26

    October 26

    Whipped


    Take but good note, and you shall see in him
    The triple pillar of the world transform’d
    Into a strumpet’s fool: behold and see.

    –Antony and Cleopatra, 
    Act I, Scene i

  • October 18

    October 18

    Misery


    To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
    To the last syllable of recorded time,
    And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
    The way to dusty death.

    —Macbeth,
    Act V, Scene v

  • October 15

    October 15

    Tarnish


    All gold and silver rather turn to dirt.

    –Cymbeline,
    Act III Scene vi

  • October 13

    October 13

    Go


    Thyself upon thyself!

    –Troilus and Cressida,
    Act II, Scene iii

  • October 7

    October 7

    Inflammatory


    Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle
    in my corrupted blood… But I’ll not chide thee.

    -King Lear,
    Act II, Scene ii

  • October 4

    October 4

    Wrath


    Vengeance is in my heart, death in my hand,
    Blood and revenge are hammering in my head.

    –Titus Andronicus,
    Act II, Scene ii