Withnail.

"I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither."

5 comments:

Daniel Woodling said...

Gosh what a great illustration! I love how thin and spindly he is.

Juan Bauty said...

Fantastic!

Oscar Grillo said...

Better than the movie!

Matt Jones said...

"I DEMAND SOME BOOZE!"

Matthew Cruickshank said...

Thanks Dan and Juan!

You don't like the movie Oscar?!

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