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Do not try to live forever. You will not succeed. -- George Bernard Shaw
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list: titlesSuicide from Hamlet on...Oedipus (start) + Christ and the western myth...
Baron in "3 Sisters" (last monologue before his duel and death).
Beckett (The Endgame, Catastrophy): living as death. After the End.
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Individual death, mortality of the humankind
HamletDreams directory
Oh, the "death" pages in my nonfiction: Self, POV, Tech...
[ Oh, we are silly -- we think we can discuss death without talking about birth or resurrection, without mentioning god! How else can talk about mortality, if we have no notion of eternal or divine? Without context, without the traditional frame of references we can only talk about death in medical terms. ]
Julius Caesar Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste death but once. Of all the wonders that I have yet heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear, Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it come.
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Also, Don Juan 2003
Updates? Next time I teach drama class -- 2003-2004: Evolution from the Greeks to Shakespeare to Beckett; the stages.
Russian on "After Death" (in Russian):
Resurrection Idea: ФЕДОРОВ НИКОЛАЙ ФЕДОРОВИЧ (1828-1903)- религ. мыслитель, родоначальник рус. космизма. Выступил с проектом «регуляции природы» как сознательной ступени эволюции, преображения всего космоса силами всеобщего труда, науки и искусства; выдвинул идею воскрешения умерших (отцов) и преодоления смерти совр. наукой; высшим принципом объединения людей считал веру в «общее дело». Как мыслитель и человек, пользовался большой известностью среди науч., философ., литературно-худ, интеллигенции. С ним были знакомы Л. Н. Толстой, В. С. Соловьев, К. Э. Циолковский, Ф. М. Достоевский. Однако широкому кругу интеллигенции его идеи не были знакомы, поскольку Ф. вел аскетический образ жизни и свои сочинения не публиковал. Только после смерти Ф. его ученики опубликовали его оригинальные работы. Отношение к идеям Ф. было неоднозначным. В интерпретации его идей обычно выделяют два направления: естественно-науч. (Н. А. Умов, К. Э. Циолковский, В. И. Вернадский, А. Л. Чижевский и др.) и религиозно-богословское (В. С. Соловьев, Н. А. Бердяев, В. Н. Ильин, Г. П. Федотов, С. Н. Булгаков и др.). Основные работы: Соч. (1982).
Macbeth Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
Measure for Measure Ay, but to die and go we know not where; To lie in cold obstrution and to rot; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice; To be impison'd in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendant world.Carl Jung :
Richard II No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth, Let's choose executors and talk of wills: And yet not so, for what can we bequeath Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives and all are Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings; How some have been deposed; some slain in war, Some haunted by the ghosts they have deposed; Some poison'd by their wives: some sleeping kill'd; All murder'd: for within the hollow crown That rounds the mortal temples of a king Keeps Death his court and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp, Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable, and humour'd thus Comes at the last and with a little pin Bores through his castle wall, and farewell king! Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence: throw away respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while: I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king?
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