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400 Years After Shakespeare’s Death

The Cobbe Portrait, William Shakespeare

On April 23rd, 1616, it is believed that William Shakespeare passed away. While we don’t have records of his death, we do have records of his funeral which occurred two days later on April 25th, 1616.

At the age of 52, Shakespeare left behind a body of work that has captivated pop culture and has been the favored subject of academia (think of your high school literature classes) for the past 400 years. Shakespeare’s works have lead to an unparalleled phenomenon across cultures and well past his time.

This blog has continually looked for Shakespeare from searching for Shakespeare in bookstores in Taipei, Taiwan to visiting a bookstore with his namesake in Berkeley, California. Speaking of books, we’ve reviewed the Star Wars Shakespeare-style books, have shared our own stories about Shakespeare, and have made so many freaking posts about Shakespeare loot it’s kinda ridiculous.

Literary Paraphernalia: Bookish Quote Tattoos

I love tattoos, especially ones with a literary slant. For this week’s Literary Paraphernalia, I decided to focus on literary tattoos involving text, choosing tattoos with some unique placements.

 

This quote comes from Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle. The whole quote is “Busy, busy, busy, is what we Bokononists whisper whenever we think of how complicated and unpredictable the machinery of life really is.”

 

 

Okay so technically this quote isn’t “literary” because it comes from Ludwig Van Beethoven, but since it has been quoted by many other people (including Sex and The City) i’m sure it’s ended up in a book somewhere. In other words, I just felt like putting it here.

 

 

In case you can’t read this, it says “I follow the rabbit.” A nod to Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland.

 

 

This quote comes from Charles Bukowski’s poem “Bluebird.” And while the line is repeated many times throughout the poem, this is my favorite variation: there’s a bluebird in my heart that / wants to get out / but I pour whiskey on him and inhale / cigarette smoke / and the whores and the bartenders / and / the grocery clerks / never know that / he’s / in there.