So I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it.
Margaret GeorgeMots clés life love loss journey relationships fiction epiphany cleopatra
I loved him so, even his past was precious to me. I found myself kissing each mark, thinking, I would have had it never happen, I would wish it away, taking him further and further back to a time when he had known no disappointments, no battles, no wounds, as I erased each one. To make him again like Caesarion. Yet if we take the past away from those we love - even to protect them - do we not steal their very selves?
Margaret GeorgeMots clés love caesar cleopatra
Selene’s life is a lesson to us that the trajectory of women’s equality hasn’t always been a forward march. In some ways the ancients were more advanced than we are today; there have been setbacks before and may be more in the future.
Stephanie DrayMots clés historical-fiction feminism ancient-rome cleopatra women-s-fiction ancient-egypt cleopatra-selene
Conformity is deformity
Sharon DesruisseauxMots clés historical-fiction theology historical memoirs egypt cleopatra ancient-egypt isis
THOMASINA:
But then the Egyptian noodle made carnal embrace with the enemy who burned the great library of Alexandria without so much as a fine for all that is overdue!
Mots clés humor libraries cleopatra thomasina
The shadows of twilight grow,
And the tiger’s ancient fierceness
In my veins begins to flow.
Mots clés nature tiger cleopatra
How DARE you and the rest of your barbarians set fire to my library? Play conqueror all you want, Mighty Caesar! Rape, murder, pillage thousands, even millions of human beings! But neither you nor any other barbarian has the right to destroy one human thought!
Sidney BuchmanMots clés julius-caesar caesar library-of-alexandria cleopatra
Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love; we cannot call her winds and waters, sighs and tears; they are greater storms and tempests than almanacs can report...
William ShakespeareMots clés cleopatra antony-and-cleopatra
CLEOPATRA TO THE ASP
The bright mirror I braved: the devil in it
Loved me like my soul, my soul:
Now that I seek myself in a serpent
My smile is fatal.
Nile moves in me; my thighs splay
Into the squalled Mediterranean;
My brain hides in that Abyssinia
Lost armies foundered towards.
Desert and river unwrinkle again.
Seeming to bring them the waters that make drunk
Caesar, Pompey, Antony I drank.
Now let the snake reign.
A half-deity out of Capricorn,
This rigid Augustus mounts
With his sword virginal indeed; and has shorn
Summarily the moon-horned river
From my bed. May the moon
Ruin him with virginity! Drink me, now, whole
With coiled Egypt's past; then from my delta
Swim like a fish toward Rome.
Mots clés ted-hughes cleopatra
Princess," he said, spreading his arms in a shrug, "how does such a little thing like you get such a big temper?"
I held up my hand to shield my eyes from the sun.
"Marc Antony," I said, "how does such a big man like you have such a little brain?
Mots clés cleopatra marc-antony
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