NOT SHAKESPEARE (and certainly not Hamlet, Act 2 Sc 2, which stars Polonius, Queen G, Claudius, R&G):
When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew.
SHAKESPEARE; in fact, Hamlet Act 2 Sc 2:
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
Good, glad we sorted that one out.
this is beautiful but at the same time it annoys me that the “Horatio” has been omitted because it screws with the grace of the iambic pentameter.
the original lines are
“there are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
than are dreamt of in your philosophy”
Green Eggs and Hamlet
I ask to be or not to be.
That is the question I ask of me.
This sullied life, it makes me shudder.
My uncle’s boffing dear sweet mother.
Would I, could I take me life?
Could I, should I end this strife?
Should I jump out of a plane?
Or throw myself before a train?
Should I from a cliff just leap?
Could I put myself to sleep?
Shoot myself or take some poison?
Maybe try self-immolation?
To shudder off this mortal coil,
I could stab myself with a fencing foil.
Slash my wrists while in the bath?
Would it end my angst and wrath?
To sleep, to dream, now there’s the rub.
I could drop a toaster in my tub.
Would all be glad if I were dead?
Could I perhaps kill them instead?
This line of thought takes consideration -
For I’m the king of procrastination.
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD AMAZING.
The New Yorker: ‘Autobiographical Notes Argentine Writer’ 19/09/1970 by Jorge Luis Borges
*and young women? I wonder how much of this is created and how much is real. Claiming I have control often makes me feel better but sometimes I wonder if it isn’t something a touch more… chemical? Goodness knows. Borges is such a favourite.