This time when I get the big heavy thing home, I turn to the tragedies (carefully because the pages are cracking and falling out of their binding). More specifically to Hamlet. I want to eat up all the lines, all the words, since Hamlet really is the most amazing thing ever written by anyone. I feel the same way every single time I read it—like somebody gave me a very tiny, sustained electric shock and I just can’t stop my brain from quivering.
