Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
My heart into my mouth

Obviously I knew this one was a bummer, but I forgot HOW much of a bummer. Although I'm easily emotionally swayed by father/daughter relationships, I was a little too impatient with Lear for this to really get me in the heart. Sure, I felt sorry for him, but... eh. And wow, I almost entire forgot the Gloucester family side plot, and the ~evil bastard~ and all that. Again, didn't do much for me.

Still, I enjoyed revisiting this, because it's one of the few plays where I still have my book with my notes in the margins from school, so that was fun.

Love, and be silent.