Saturday, April 5, 2008

Quotable Withnail

"I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promotory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in aprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither. Nor women neither."
(Withnail's final speech to the unimpressed wolves in
Withnail and I - obviously originally Mr Shakespeare)

3 comments:

Lindsay said...

It's not technically a soliloquy, but if it was, it would be my favourite ever. Ever. "in apprehension how like a god". Jesus. Loves Hamlet.

Lindsay said...

PS, I am Soooooo coming over for Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. One of the best movies ever. Ever. Not to mention the play. So far the boy has managed to artfully extracate himself from a Tenessee Williams movie fest. It's down to us baby. Fucking Mendacity.

my name is kate said...

PS- please do. I, ahem, have never seen it.