"Hamlet, dying, says, ‘If I had time, I would tell you all.’ The entire play is the Hamlet Show, functioning as a vehicle for Hamlet to give his opinion on everything and anything, as Nietzsche does in Thus Spoke Zarathustra. The play could easily be broken up into little sections with headings like ‘Hamlet on Friendship,’ ‘Hamlet on Sexual Fidelity,’ 'Hamlet on Suicide,’ 'Hamlet on Grave Diggers,’ 'Hamlet on the Afterlife.’ Hamlet is, more than anything else, Hamlet talking on a multitude of different topics. (Melville’s marginal comment on one of the soliloquies in the play: 'Here is forcibly shown the great Montaigneism of Hamlet.’) I find myself wanting to ditch the tired old plot altogether and just harness the voice, which is a processing machine, taking input and spitting out perspective - a lens, a distortion effect. Hamlet’s very nearly final words: 'Had I but the time… O, I could tell you.’ He would keep riffing forever if it weren’t for the fact that the plot needs to kill him.”

"How many times do we say we don’t care but deep down we fucking care so fucking much.”