Tags: laughter children purity clown
Everything's a lot tougher when it's for real. That's when you choke. When it's for real.
Stephen KingTags: clown
For a moment he felt a wild hope: perhaps this really was a nightmare. Perhaps he would awake in his own bed, bathed in sweat, shaking, maybe even crying . . . but alive. Safe. Then he pushed the thought away. Its charm was deadly, its comfort fatal.
Stephen KingTags: reality king nightmare it stephen clown pennywise eddie
The United States is the wealthiest nation in the history of the world, yet its inhabitants are strikingly unhappy. Accordingly, we present to the rest of mankind, on a planet rife with suffering and tragedy, the spectacle of a clown civilization. Sustained on a clown diet rich in sugar and fat, we have developed a clown physiognomy. We dress like clowns. We move about a landscape filled with cartoon buildings in clownmobiles, absorbed in clownish activities. We fill our idle hours enjoying the canned antics of professional clowns... Death, when we acknowledge it, is just another pratfall on the boob tube. Bang! You're dead!
James Howard KunstlerTags: america clowns community social-criticism clown the-united-states
Eddie discovered one of his childhood's great truths. Grownups are the real monsters, he thought.
Stephen KingTags: fear horror stephen-king it monster clown pennywise eddie grownups
Kill you all!" The clown was laughing and screaming. "Try to stop me and I'll kill you all! Drive you crazy and then kill you all! You can't stop me!
Stephen KingTags: murder death horror kill king it monster stephen clown pennywise
Well, God give them wisdom that have it; and those that are fools, let them use their talents.
William Shakespeare... Posai il mio cuscino sul terzo gradino dal basso, mi sedetti, presi il cappello e vi misi dentro la sigaretta: non proprio nel mezzo e non in un angolo, proprio così come se vi fosse stata gettata dall’alto e cominciai a cantare: “Il povero Papa Giovanni…”. Nessuno badava a me, non sarebbe neppure stato un bene: dopo una, due, tre ore avrebbero pur cominciato ad accorgersi di me. Interruppi la mia strofa quando udii la voce al microfono che annunciava un treno da Amburgo… Allora andai avanti. Mi spaventai quando la prima moneta cadde nel cappello: era un soldo, colpì la sigaretta, la sospinse troppo da parte. La rimisi al posto giusto e ripresi a cantare.
Heinrich BöllTags: musica clown cappello mendicare soldo
Nay, 'twill be this hour ere I have done weeping. All the kind of the Launces have this very fault. I have received my proportion, like the prodigious son, and am going with Sir Proteus to the Imperial's court. I think Crab, my dog, be the sourest-natured dog that lives. My mother weeping, my father wailing, my sister crying, our maid howling, our cat wringing her hands, and all our house in a great perplexity, yet did not this cruel-hearted cur shed one tear. He is a stone, a very pebble stone, and has no more pity in him than a dog. A Jew would have wept to have seen our parting. Why, my grandam, having no eyes, look you, wept herself blind at my parting. Nay, I'll show you the manner of it. This shoe is my father. No, this left shoe is my father. No, no, this left shoe is my mother. Nay, that cannot be so neither. Yes, it is so, it is so -- it hath the worser sole. This shoe with the hole in it is my mother, and this my father. A vengeance on't! There 'tis. Now, sir, this staff is my sister, for, look you, she is as white as a lily and as small as a wand. This hat is Nan, our maid. I am the dog. No, the dog is himself, and I am the dog -- O, the dog is me, and I am myself. Ay, so, so. Now come I to my father: 'Father, your blessing.' Now should not the shoe speak a word for weeping. Now should I kiss my father -- well, he weeps on. Now come I to my mother. O, that she could speak now like a wood woman! Well, I kiss her -- why, there 'tis: here's my mother's breath up and down. Now come I to my sister; mark the moan she makes. Now the dog all this while sheds not a tear nor speaks a word!
William ShakespeareTags: humor funny fool clown monologue crab launce
The clown figure has had so many meanings in different times and cultures. The jolly, well-loved joker familiar to most people is actually but one aspect of this protean creature. Madmen, hunchbacks, amputees, and other abnormals were once considered natural clowns; they were elected to fulfill a comic role which could allow others to see them as ludicrous rather than as terrible reminders of the forces of disorder in the world. But sometimes a cheerless jester was required to draw attention to this same disorder, as in the case of King Lear's morbid and honest fool, who of course was eventually hanged, and so much for his clownish wisdom. Clowns have often had ambiguous and sometimes contradictory roles to play. ("The Last Feast Of The Harlequin")
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