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caligula by albert camus
from Antigone
By Jean Anouilh, Translated by Barbara Bray
CHORUS: Nice and neat, tragedy. Restful, too. In a drama, with its traitors, its desperate villains, its innocent victims, avengers, devoted followers and glimmers of hope, death becomes something terrible, a kind of accident. You might have arrived in time with the police. But tragedy's so peaceful! For one thing, everybody's on a par. All innocent! It doesn't matter if one person kills and the other is killed—it's just a matter of casting . . . And above all, tragedy's restful, because you know there's no lousy hope left. You know you're caught, caught at last like a rat in a trap, with all heaven against you. And the only thing left to do is to shout—not moan, or complain, but yell out at the top of your voice whatever it is you had to say. What you've never said before. What perhaps you didn't even know till now . . . And to no purpose—just so as to tell it to yourself . . . to learn it, yourself. In drama you struggle, because you hope you're going to survive. It's utilitarian—sordid. But tragedy is gratuitous. Pointless, irremediable. Fit for a king!
caligula by albert camus
caligula by albert camus
from Antigonick
By Anne Carson; Adapted from Antigone by Sophocles
ANTIGONE: O Thebes O gods O look I go I'm the last one left in a line of kings I was caught in an act of perfect piety
from Antigonick
By Anne Carson; Adapted from Antigone by Sophocles
CHORUS: Zeus you win you always win the whole oxygen of power belongs to you sleep cannot seize it time does not tire it your Mt Olympos glows like one white stone around this law nothing vast enters the lives of mortals without ruin
but of course there is hope look here comes hope wandering in to tickle your feet then you notice the soles are on fire a wise word if evil looks good to you some god is heading you on the high road to ruin
from Antigonick
By Anne Carson; Adapted from Antigone by Sophocles ISMENE: I can help you suffer
ANTIGONE: no
ISMENE: I can give you reasons not to die
ANTIGONE: no
from Antigonick
By Anne Carson; Adapted from Antigone by Sophocles
GUARD: a wind tore the hair off the trees lofted the dust with fear I shut my eyes and when I sneaked a look there she was the child in her birdgrief the bird in her childreftgravecry howling and cursing she poured dust onto the body with both hands she poured water onto the body with both hands I seized her I charged her it made me sad but still that's less than my own safety you like nouns here's some Dustlibation Donedeal Deadreckoning
KREON: actually I prefer verbs
[ . . . ]
KREON [to Antigone]: you knew it was against the law
ANTIGONE: well if you call that law
KREON: I do
ANTIGONE: Zeus does not Justice does not the dead do not what they call law did not begin today or yesterday when they say law they do not mean a statute of today or yesterday they mean the unwritten unfailing eternal ordinances of the gods that no human being can ever outrun of course I will die Kreon or no Kreon and death is fine this has no pain to leave my mother's son lying out there unburied that would be pain