#head in my hands
excerpt from Antigoneby Jean Anouilh (trans. Lewis Galantiere)
[Text ID: Creon. Why did you try to bury your brother?
Antigone. I owed it to him.
Creon. I had forbidden it.
Antigone. I owed it to him. Those who are not buried wander eternally and find no rest. If my brother were alive, and he came home weary after a long day’s hunting, I should kneel down and unlace his boots, I should fetch him food and drink, I should see that his bed was ready for him. Polynices is home from the hunt. I owe it to him to unlock the house of the dead in which my father and my mother are waiting to welcome him. Polynices has earned his rest.
Creon. Polynices was a rebel and a traitor, and you know it.
Antigone. He was my brother /end ID]
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“I want to stay.”
“I don’t want to go.”
When the Doctor and Donna are so in sync that even their endings are echos of the other.
had to watch my sister pull voyager 3 times…full…of hatred…
