She has decided that the eye sees not itself but by reflection from some other thing—
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Shall we sharpen our eyes and circle closer to the beauty of the husband – carefully, for he was on fire. Under him the floor was on fire, the world was on fire, truth was on fire.
Anne Carson, The Beauty of the Husband
Lucian Msamati as Iago in Othello (2015) dir. Iqbal Khan
But I thank you for reminding me how pathetic children are. Quick to follow, quicker still to flee. Yes, quite pitiful, and annoying as gnats, but certainly not a threat. To think you hoped...what did you hope for, anyway? To defeat me? But you’re only children!
Trenton Lee Stewart, The Mysterious Benedict Society
She looked around her dreadful, dingy cell. Would she be kept here for ever and ever? Until she was very old?
"No," she said to herself. "I'm Emma Tolly now, and Emma won't stand for it. Emma is a persevering person.”
Janet Harbord, “Between Identification and Desire: Rereading Rebecca”