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(Not) A fan of literature

I just went to a bookstore a week ago and by chance saw this thick book of Shakespeare's work compilation. I thought I would like to buy it because the price is like really totally affordable. Like really totally affordable. 


However, on second thought, I didn't think I should spend money on it because the thing is that Shakespeare sounds good only when other people, favourably with voices like that of Hugo Weaving, Benedict Cumberbatch, Colin Firth or John O'Hurley, read it to me. If I am to read his work again (I had to study Hamlet when I did my degree) all by myself, I think it is possible for me to have a double nosebleed. Another bummer is that the book is very heavy for me or even anyone to carry around everywhere. I mean, who carry around a book with like 700 pages++ for a bus ride? Isn't it better to make them into a few volumes but still with the same price?

Since it is only reasonable to forget the whole thing about owning the book, shall I give myself a chance to brag a little bit about my Shakespeare knowledge, just to ease this temptation of mine? Here are the excerpts from Hamlet that I still remember.

Hamlet (Act 1, Scene 5)
  (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet
  To put an antic disposition on),
  That you, at such times seeing me, never shall

Okay, okay. I don't actually remember the whole excerpt. I just remember the phrase 'antic disposition' because at the time I was studying Hamlet, it sounded literary; it was not extravagantly literary but rather a beautiful way to mean a crazy behaviour. Literature is really not my thing but when some words or phrases do catch my attention, I will remember just that with the possibility I don't even remember what the whole play is all about.



ps: I intend to write my thoughts on Thomas Hardy's The Man He Killed and A. Samad Said's The Dead Crow in the future posts. But, if I don't, you can always search for these works. 





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