What did Shakespeare and Lucretious have in common? A cardinal on the nature of things of course.

Lucretious, Book 1orderofhings

What chang’d its Order, or what did retire,Since all would be of the fame nature, Fire. But this is my opinion:–Some seeds exist, from the whole Site, Figure, Size, Confusion, Order, Motion, Flames arise; And when the Order’s chang’d, the parts of Fire Their nature lose, and silently expire; The disunited Bodies flie from then, Not Flame, nor any object’s of the Sense. But now to think as Heraclitus tells, That All that is, is Fire, and nothing else, Tis fond and certainty of Sense o’rethrows, From which alone that Flame exists he knows: In this he credit gives, but fears t’afford. cardinalshakespeare

Two Gentlemen of Verona. Outlaws. A play by William Shakespeare.

veronaverona12Find out why gentlemen seek noblewomen. The Two Gentlemen of Verona (1983) TV movie, 137 min, comedy, 27 december 1983. Go to http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0086492/ for a royal treat.

Two Gentlemen of Verona. Play by the great William Shakespeare. Quotes.


At first I did adore a twinkling star, But now I worship a celestial sun.” What, gone without a word? Ay, so true love should do. It cannot speak, For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it.” (2.2.17-19)”  I leave myself, my friends and all, for love.  Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed me, Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,  War with good counsel, set the world at nought;  Made wit with musing weak, heart sick with thought (1.1.11).”

Proteus declares that his love for Julia has transformed him. Ever since he fell in love with Julia, Proteus doesn’t study, he argues with his friends, and isn’t very witty. Understood this way, love does not change one for the better.



A Tragedy: Coriolanus. A Monologue from the play by William Shakespeare.

MENENIUS: I am known to be a humorous patrician, and one that loves a cup of hot wine with not a drop of allaying Tiber in’t; said to be something imperfect in favoring the first complaint; hasty and tinder-like upon too trivial motion; one that converses more with the buttock of the night than with the forehead of the morning. What I think, I utter, and spend my malice in my breath. Meeting two such wealsmen as you are, — I cannot call you Lycurguses — if the drink you give me touch my palate adversely, I make a crooked face at it. I cannot say your worships have delivered the matter well, when I find the ass in compound with the major part of your syllables; and though I must be content to bear with those that say you are reverend grave men, yet they lie deadly that tell you you have good faces. If you see this in the map of my microcosm, follows it that I am known well enough too? What harm can your bisson conspectuities glean out of this character, if I be known well enough too? You know neither me, yourselves, nor anything. You are ambitious for poor knaves’ caps and legs. You wear out a good wholesome forenoon in hearing a cause between an orange-wife and a forset-seller, and then rejourn the controversy of threepence to a second day of audience. When you are hearing a matter between party and party, if you chance to be pinched with the colic, you make faces like mummers; set up the bloody flag against all patience; and, in roaring for a chamber-pot, dismiss the controversy bleeding, the more entangled by your hearing. All the peace you make in their cause is, calling both the parties knaves. You are a pair of strange ones. Our very priests must become mockers, if they shall encounter such ridiculous objects as you are. When you speak best unto the purpose, it is not worth the wagging of your beards; and your beards deserve not so honorable a grave as to stuff a botcher’s cushion or to be entombed in an ass’s pack-saddle. Yet you must be saying Marcius is proud; who, in a cheap estimation, is worth all your predecessors since Deucalion, though peradventure some of the best of ’em were hereditary hangmen. Good-e’en to your worships. More of your conversation would infect my brain, being the herdsmen of the beastly plebeians. I will be bold to take my leave of you. Read more at http://www.monologuearchive.com/s/shakespeare_012.html#5D2tgca6ki5gQt0o.99

Julius Caesar Act 4, scene 3, 218–224 -There is a tide in the affairs of men.

Julius Caesar?

Julius Caesar?

There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.

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Soliloquy, The Merchant of Venice by William Shakespeare 1600AD

The quality of mercy is not strain’d,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest;
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:
‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown;
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty,
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this sceptred sway;
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,
It is an attribute to God himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God’s
When mercy seasons justice. Therefore, Jew
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That, in the course of justice, none of us
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy. I have spoke thus much
To mitigate the justice of thy plea;
Which if thou follow, this strict court of Venice
Must needs give sentence ‘gainst the merchant there.