← If I were just your ordinary standard issue tyrant, you would long ago have had your tongue cut out and your arms and legs stretched on the rack, or you'd just have been thrown in a hole. But you can see something in my eyes that's hesitating, you can see I'd rather talk than call my men. So you keep on needling me, attacking me as much as you can. 🔊✎
← The poor of Thebes will be cold this winter, Creon. When she learned of her son's death, the queen put down her needles, calmly and sensibly, after she'd finished her row, just as she'd always done, perhaps a little more calmly than usual. 🔊✎