Coriolanus More General Quotes!

Aufidius – sexual innuendo, sleeping we have been down together in my sleep
Aufidius – innuendo, fisting fisting each others throats
Audifius – the height of his excitement, placing him above his own wife thou noble thing, more dances my rapt heart / than when I first my wedded mistress saw / bestride my threshold
Aufidius – aggressive threats have an affectionate undertone he’s mine, or I am his
Aufidius – hugging, joining bodies let me twine / mine arms about that body
Aufidius – Coriolanus has often beat him; his is the weaker out of them Five times, Marcius, / I have fought with thee…so often hast thou beat me
Aufidiues – the worst insult, completely tearing down everything Coriolanus was aiming towards in being the perfect Roman man thou boy of tears
Aufidius – revealing Coriolanus as weak, mocking the exchange between him and his mother at his nurse’s tears / he whined and roar’d away your victory / that pages blush’d at him and men of heart / look’d wondering at each other
Aufidius – the effectiveness of Coriolanus’ pleading speech – his envy of his opponent is revealed each word thou hast spoke hath weeded from my heart / a root of ancient envy
Coriolanus – understanding Aufidius’ intent, nobility in not fearing death if / I had fear’d death, of all the men i’ the world / I would have voided thee
Aufidius – both excelling as Romans, the conflict between them is the only thing that challenges them and adds dimension to their otherwise dull lives I have nightly since / dreamt of encounters twixt thyself and me
Coriolanus – wanting to be Audifius, envy, conflict based on attempting to learn from him to be a better person were I anything but what I am / I would wish me only he
Power – the patricians abusing their power and using the plebains suffering to their advantage our suffering is a gain to them
Power – the desperation of the plebain’s situation, must resort to violence I speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge
Power – Menenius pretends that the patricians care for the plebians, establishing a relationship between them as metaphorically family care for you like fathers / when you curse them as enemies
Family – Volumnia’s skewed relationship with her son; seees violence and the beauty of childbirth in the same light (Janet Adelman thinks this provides evidence that Volumnia did not breastfeed Coriolanus as a baby (witheld nutrients) the breasts of Hecuba / when she did suckle Hector, looked not lovelier / than Hector’s forehead when it spit forth blood
Language and Communication – the plebians want to act not speak, disorganised and out of control, or so starving that they have no choice but to act? no more talking on’t; let it be done
Language and Communication – the importance of having a voice, of being able to express yourself, no matter who you are the people / must have their voices
Language and Communication – the worthlessness of what the plebians have to say – animalistic tendencies also implied that, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion / make yourselves scabs?
Art, Culture and Politics – Menenius; you must be a goof entertainer and performer to be a good politician good friend / your most grave belly was deliberate
Art, Culture and Politics – Coriolanus, unlike Menenius, physically cannot bring himself to ‘perform’ for the people – actor himself is reluctant to perform for the audience I do beseech you / let me o’erleap that custom, for I cannot / put on the gown, stand naked, and entreat them / for my wounds’ sake
Art, Culture and Politics – Coriolanus resigns himself to the fact that he is acting it is a part / that I shall blush in acting
Warfare – the importance of it in the Roman period could be enough to excuse Coriolanus’ behaviour and intentions consider you what services he has done for his country?
Warfare – the undecided, cowardly nature of the plebians – contradict themselves, have no right to be proud of one when they cannot align themselves with the other you curs / that like nor peace nor war? The one affrights you / the other makes you proud
Warfare – Coriolanus is grateful for war, it’s a comfort zone for him, and will remove some of the stress the plebians are providing the Volsces are in arms…I am glad on’t… / we shall ha’ means to vent / our musty superfluity
Gender – everyday violence is considered typical behaviour of men (even young boys) I saw him run after a gilded butterfly…when he caught it…let it go again…and after it again…over and over…’tis a noble child
Gender – Valeria insulting Virgilia, claiming she fits into the stereotype of Penelope who waits for her husband Odysseus in The Oddyssey you would be another Penelope
Pride – Coriolanus ruins the good deeds he has committed with his attitude could be content to give him a good report for ‘t, but that he pays himself with being proud
Pride – conversation between Sicinius and Brutus – discussing the extent of Coriolanus’ pride was ever a man so proud as this Martius?…he has no equal…will not spare to gird the gods-…bemock the modest moon
Coriolanus – resisting his instincts great nature cries ‘Deny not!’
Coriolanus = wishing he could exist independently under no influence and of his own decisions (what the name Coriolanus that he earned alone could represent) but stand / as if a man were author of himself
Coriolanus – the only demonstration of fatherly affection towards his son that’s my brave boy
Volumnia – a blow to Coriolanus – all he wants it to respect and please his mother; in this sentence she reveals that he has done just the opposite – deals significant damage thou shalt no sooner / march to assault thy country than to tread… / on thy mother’s womb / that brought thee to this world
Volumnia – twisting the way in which she brought him up (playing the victim – suddenly wearing the motherly affection that he never experienced?) thou hast never in thy life / showed thy dear mother any courtesy / when she, poor hen… / has clucked thee to the wars and safely home / loaden with honour
He cries – finally letting out emotion, extreme impact after his character being built consistently throughout as incorrigibly masculine he suddenly demonstrates extreme ‘femininity’ Coriolanus: (weeping)
Coriolanus’ response to Volumnia’s monologue – after this, he is destined to die (could this be his anagnorisis?) o mother, mother! / what have you done? behold, the heavens do ope, / the gods look down, and this unnatural scene / they laugh at. O my mother, mother, o! / you have won a happy victory for Rome; / but for your son, believe it, o believe it, / most dangerously you have with him prevailed / if not most mortal to him
Coriolanus – cannot even bear to call it crying Mine eyes sweat compassion
Aufidius – analysis of him as a substitute father I raised him
Aufidius – hostility of Rome to one man rule I seemed his follower, not partner
Aufidius – sexism (women’s emotions are worthless), the sin of having gone against your masculinity – Coriolanus may be stubborn, but not committed to his resolve at a few drops of woman’s rheum, which are / as cheap as lies, he sold the blood and labour / of our great action; therefore he shall die
Irony of Coriolanus’ return before his death – didn’t mean to become dominant in the rule of the Volsces? A peace treaty may have been the only good decision he’s made in the entire play – would have worked out well! Found definition and meaning in having someone to ‘belong’ to? hail, lords! I am returned your soldier / no more infected with my country’s love / than when I parted hence
Aufidius – the only one to refer to him by his first name (Caius) – the importance of names – its almost worse now since they shared such an intimate moment ay, Martius, Caius Martius
Coriolanus refuses to accept being called a ‘boy’ – doesn’t know how to recover from it, would rather die than have that name cut me to pieces, Volsces. Men and lads, / stain your edges on me. ‘Boy’!…I / fluttered your Volscians in Corioles. / alone I did it, boy!
Coriolanus is unable to have a proper tragic conclusion because Aufidius does this (Aufidius stands on him)
Aufidius killed Martius lost to the same rage that Martius was always victim to – loses his control just as Martius used to my rage is gone, / and I am struck with sorrow
Volumnia’s wish is complete – almost; not for his country, if anything against his country, but still dies nobly – second to last line yet he shall have a noble memory
Volumnia – complete lack of motherly instinct to protect – focused only on war had I a dozen sons…I had rather had eleven die nobly for their country than one voluptuously surfeit out of action
Philosophical question – is it moral to be yourself if yourself is a terrible person? Warning the plebeians with his honesty = will not put on a false persona as other politicians do would you have me / false to my nature? rather say I play / the man I am
The Tribunes subtle manipulation of the people – never truly a democracy If I say ‘fine’, cry ‘fine!’, if ‘death’ cry ‘death!’
Coriolanus goes off at the people – cannot physically control his hamartia you common cry of curs, whose breath I hate / as reek o’ th’ rotten fens, whose loves I prize / as the dead carcasses of unburied men / that do corrupt my air: I banish you!
Exchange between them: feels practiced, natural, like a routine Coriolanus: Let them hangVolumnia: Ay, and burn too
Volumnia’ absolute control over him he must, and will
Volumnia – really obviously demonstrating how she’s manipulated him, but just regarded as normal by everyone? my praises made thee first a soldier, so, / to have my praise for this, perform a part / thou hast not done before
Coriolanus – value of chastity put on Roman women (and Rome in general!) – suppression of eros the moon of Rome, chaste as the icicle / that’s candied by the frost from the purest snow / and hangs on Dian’s temple – dear Valeria!
Coriolanus – chaste himself, surprisingly so for a soldier by the jealous queen of heaven, that kiss / i carried from thee, dear, and my true lip / hath virgined it e’er since
Volumnia – Oedipus complex, + repression of eros (women expected to gain more pleasure from their husband’s honour than from their sexual relations) if my son were my husband, I should freelier rejoice in that absence wherein he won honour than in the embracements of his bed where he would show most love
Volumnia – the cost of Rome’s focus on masculinity – lacking in education – parallel with Plutarch’s Greek Alcibiades he had rather see the swords and hear the drum than look upon his schoolmaster
Coriolanus – closest he gets to a soliloquy – but a halfhearted, badly written, rhyming one most sweet voices / better it is to die, better to starve, / than crave the hire which first we do deserve….to one that would do thus. I am half through. / the one part suffered, the other I will do