“What’s Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, / That he should weep for her? What would he do, / Had he the motive and the cue for passion / That I have?”
He is not a hero. He is not a villain. He is —when we lie awake at 2 AM, knowing exactly what we should do, yet unable to move. hamlet obra completa
“Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.” “What’s Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,