Tags » Reading » Page 2

Must die for love

The hind that would be mated by the lion

Must die for love.

— William Shakespeare, All’s Well that Ends Well


Marvellous, isn’t it?

“Marvellous, isn’t it? Another step on the way to National Health gnashers and my old age pension. Get married, settle down, have children, drop dead.” 7 more words


These let us wish away

“At length burst in the argent revelry,
With plume, tiara, and all rich array,
Numerous as shadows haunting faerily
The brain, new stuff’d, in youth, with triumphs gay… 51 more words


Troilus and Cressida, Act I, scene 2

  • Cressida: Ay, a minced man — and then to be baked with no date in the pie, for then the man’s date is out.
  • Pandarus: You are such another woman!
  • 109 more words

Autumn Snow

The autumn snow fell in colours of gold and brown and rust, crunching underfoot, like the dried bones of the dead.

Creative Writing

Zone One by Colson Whitehead

There was a barrier at the end of one’s life, yes, but nothing on the other side. How could there be? The plague stopped the heart, one’s essence sloughed off the pathetic human meat and dog-paddled through the ectoplasm or whatever, and then the plague restarted the heart.

630 more words

Numb were the Beadsman’s fingers

“St. Agnes’ Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold;
The hare limp’d trembling through the frozen grass, 60 more words