Set in the mid-1970s, it combines cosy nostalgia (jumbo lollies, gas fires) with rumbles of apprehension, like far-off thunder.
All right, so you're breaking the heart of a real-life Violetta even as you're applauding a pretend one – that only goes to show how brazenly versatile a species we are, how infinite in faculty, in apprehension like a god, in action the very devil.
Apprehension like you describe, however, seems to be more a matter of trust.
But apprehensions like this, threatening the cynicism with which Tadek seems to defend himself, don't lead to any transformative epiphany.
How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god!
In the world that Hamlet envisions, the inhabitants would realize the ideal exemplified in his words: "What peece of worke is a man, how noble in reason, how infinit in faculties, in forme and moouing, how expresse and admirable in action, how like an Angell in apprehension, how like a God" (1350-4).
Hamlet says: What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an Angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals!
"What a piece of work is man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals -- and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?" The question: Human beings are a) a moving form of dust b) paragon of the animals c) an effulgence of divinity.
What a piece of work is a teen, in action how like a vampire slayer, in apprehension how like Paris Hilton.
There are other teams in the league that seem to share Brown's apprehension — teams like the Los Angeles Clippers and the Atlanta Hawks have yet to hire basketball statisticians in their front offices.
What a piece of work is man, how infinite in faculty, in apprehension how like a god, but the minute he tweets us what he thinks in 140 characters the god goes out of him … We have lost sight of the necessity of "play".
