Saturday, April 23, 2011
-- Because you took nothing new under the sun and made it shine.
-- Because you know we need to laugh when things are most tragic.
-- Because you spoke the wisdom of both kings and cobblers.
-- Because you remind us we are all a piece of work, noble, infinite, angelic.
-- Because you remind us we are all a quintessence of dust.
-- Because tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day and we need your light.
What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason!
how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how
express and admirable! in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the
world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me,
what is this quintessence of dust?
-- Hamlet, Act 2, scene 2