O, that this too too solid flesh would melt Thaw and…
“O, that this too too solid flesh would melt Thaw and resolve itself into a dew! Or that the Everlasting had not fix'd His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! God! How weary, stale, flat and unprofitable, (135) Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't! ah fie! 'tis an unweeded garden, That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead: nay, not so much, not two: (140) So excellent a king; that was, to this,”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker laments his existence, wishing his flesh could dissolve and his life could end, expressing deep despair and disgust with the world.
In simple terms: He feels life is burdensome and wishes to die.
Key Takeaway
Recognize and seek help for overwhelming hopelessness.
Themes
despair
existential crisis
illusion
Mood
melancholic
introspective
Type
literary
dramatic
When to use this quote
- mental health crisis
- creative burnout
- relationship breakdown
- existential questioning
Key Concepts
Shakespearean tragedy
nihilism
self‑destruction
Questions to Reflect On
- What would give your life meaning now?
- How can you find purpose amid suffering?
A Different Perspective
Life’s pain cannot be solved by wishing it away.