What a piece of work is a man! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
Hamlet (2.2.295-302)
I like to think that Hamlet is secretly asking. Emphasizing “is,” the audience could interpret this as a deep longing Hamlet feels for true understanding. Although we do not know if Shakespeare is religious, there is direct religious allision. Adam came from dust, nothing but an amalgam of divine spit and dirt. Yet, his allusion to (a/the) god continues. “In apprehension how like a god!” he exclaims. Going back to Christianity, there is the deep-seated belief that people were created in the image of God. We are nothing more than the holy breath and remains of eroded earth. Do we truly hold the deep understanding of god when we are held down by the limited faculty of our bodies which are, ultimately, just a quintessence of dust?












