Author: Peter Robinson
Cites
- W. B. Yeats (2)
- IN: Final Account (1994) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Dry bones that dream are bitter.
They dream and darken our sun.
FROM: The Dreaming of the Bones, (1919), Play, Ireland
- IN: When the Music's Over (2016) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in its bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.
FROM: Leda and the Swan, (1924), Poem, Ireland
- William Shakespeare (2)
- IN: Aftermath (2001) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: The evil that men do lives after them.
FROM: Julius Caesar, (1623), Play, UK
- IN: All the Colours of Darkness (2008) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart
In complement extern, ’tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve
For daws to peck at; I am not what I am.
FROM: Othello, (1622), Play, UK
- Thomas Campion (1)
- IN: Gallows View (1987) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Now winter nights enlarge
The number of their houres,
And clouds their stormes discharge
Upon the ayrie towres;
Let now the chimneys blaze
And cups o'erflow with wine,
Let well-tun'd words amaze
With harmonie divine.
Now yellow waxen lights
Shall waite on hunny Love,
While youthfull Revels, Masks,
and Courtly sights,
Sleepes leaden spels remove.
FROM: The Third Booke of Ayres, (1617), Song, UK
- L.P Hatley (1)
- IN: In a Dry Season (1999) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: The past is a foreign country;
they do things differently there.
FROM: The Go-Between, (1953), Novel, UK
- NULL (2)
- IN: Cold Is the Grave (2000) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: THE WIND IT DOTH BLOW HARD
AND THE COLD RAIN DOWN DOTH RAIN
AND COLD, COLD IS THE GRAVE
WHEREIN MY LOVE IS LAIN
FROM: Traditional Folk Ballad, (None), Song, NULL
- IN: The Tribunal (2004) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Since its inception, the Tribunal has become a fully operational legal institution rendering judgements and setting important precedents of international criminal and humanitarian law. Many legal issues now adjudicated by the Tribunal have never actually been adjudicated or have lain dormant since the Nuremberg and Tokyo trials.
The Rules of Procedure and Evidence guarantee that Tribunal proceedings adhere to internationally recognised principles of a fair trial.
FROM: International Criminal Tribunal for the former Yugoslavia document (2001), (2001), NULL, Yugoslavia
- Robert Browning (1)
- IN: Close To Home (aka The Summer That Never Was) (2002) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: The glory dropped from their youth and love,
And both perceived they had dreamed a dream;
Which hovered as dreams do, still above:
But who can take a dream for a truth?
FROM: The Statue and the Bust, (1855), Poem, UK
- Adams Smith (1)
- IN: Strange Affair (2004) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: though our brother is upon the rack, as long as we ourselves are at our ease, our senses will never inform us of what he suffers. They never did, and never can, carry us beyond our own person, and it is by the imagination only that we can form any conception of what are his sensations
FROM: The Theory of Moral Sentiments, (1759), Book, UK
- Bible (1)
- IN: Strange Affair (2004) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: A friend loveth at all times, and a brother is born for adversity.
FROM: Proverbs 17:17, (-165), Bible, NULL
- Francisco Goya (1)
- IN: Piece of my Heart (2006) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Imagination abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters; united with it, she is the mother of the arts and the source of its marvels.
FROM: The Sleep of Reason Produces Monsters, (1799), NULL, Spain
- William Blake (2)
- IN: Piece of my Heart (2006) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1792), Poem, UK
- IN: Wednesday's Child (1992) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: “Lost in the desart wild Is your little child. How can Lyca sleep If her mother weep?”
Sleeping Lyca lay
While the beasts of prey,
Come from caverns deep,
View’d the maid asleep.
FROM: The Little Girl Lost, (1794), Poem, UK
- Na (1)
- IN: The Tribunal (2004) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: he Security Council, expressing once again its grave alarm at continuing reports of widespread and flagrant violations of international humanitarian law occurring within the territory of the former Yugoslavia, and especially in the Republic of Bosnia and Herzegovina, including reports of mass killings, massive, organized and systematic detention and rape of women, and the continuance of the practice of “ethnic cleansing”, including for the acquisition and the holding of territory,…decides hereby to establish an international tribunal for the sole purpose of prosecuting persons responsible for serious violations of international humanitarian law committed in the territory of the former Yugoslavia.
FROM: United Nations Resolution 827 (1993), (1993), NULL, NULL
- Helen Keller (1)
- IN: All the Colours of Darkness (2008) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.
FROM: Optimism: An Essay, (1903), Essay, US
- Puccini (1)
- IN: All the Colours of Darkness (2008) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: The poison is working!
FROM: Tosca, (1900), Opera, Italy
- Karl Marx (1)
- IN: Abattoir Blues (2014) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: The past lies like a nightmare upon the present.
FROM: The 18th Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte, (1852), NULL, Germany
- Sir Doyle, Arthur Conan (1)
- IN: Abattoir Blues (2014) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: ‘But look at these lonely houses, each in its own fields, filled for the most part with poor ignorant folk who know little of the law. Think of the deeds of hellish cruelty, the hidden wickedness which may go on, year in, year out, in such places, and none the wiser.'
FROM: ‘The Copper Beeches’, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes (1892), (1892), Short Story, UK
- Lewis Carroll (1)
- IN: When the Music's Over (2016) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
FROM: Through the Looking Glass, and What Alice Found There, (1871), Novel, UK
- Alfred Tennyson (1)
- IN: No Cure for Love (1995) Fiction, British
EPIGRAPH: And most of all would I flee from the cruel madness of love, The honey of poison-flowers and all the measureless ill.
FROM: Maud, IV, x., (1855), Poem, UK