classics – Page 8 – Little Bristling Soul

Workshop of Rubens, the Death of Dido, 1640

Lucas Cranach, Lucretia, 1532, oil on canvas

CREON. Listen to me.

ANTIGONE. If I want to. I don’t have to listen to you if I don’t want to. There is nothing more you can tell me that I don’t know. Whereas there are a thousand things I can tell you that you don’t know. You stand there, drinking in my words. Why is it that you don’t call your guards? I’ll tell you why? You want to hear me out to the end; that’s why.

CREON. You amuse me.

ANTIGONE. Oh, no, I don’t. I frighten you. That is why you talk about saving me. Everything would be so much easier if you had a docile, tongue-tied little Antigone living in the palace. But you are going to have to put me to death today, and you know it. And that’s what frightens you. GOD! IS THERE ANYTHING UGLIER THAN A FRIGHTENED MAN!

Antigone, Jean Anouilh (via norbury)

Source: norbury

argonauticae:

the triumph of achilles – louise glück

Source: argonauticae

common-gore:

nicole loraux in tragic ways of killing a woman

iconophages:

Danaë

shower of gold

Zeus, the king of the gods, desired her, and came to her
in the form of golden rain which streamed in through the roof of the
subterranean chamber and down into her womb. Soon after, their child
Perseus was born.

Danaë by Jan Gossaert, 1527.