[identity profile] sigmonster.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
Surely he's applying deodrant? The great scent of pine and lichen...

[identity profile] drdoug.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
I thought Hamlet too, but more "What a piece of work is a bear, 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"

[identity profile] cartesiandaemon.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
:)

[identity profile] holyoutlaw.livejournal.com 2011-12-14 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a "Shakesbear" macro of this floating around Facebook, and I had a couple responses:

The bear that hath no honey in himself,
Nor is not mov'd with conquest of sweet hives,
Is fit company for ravens and squirrels;
The motions of his spirit are dull as rock,
And his affections dark as winter's cave:
Let no such bear be trusted.—Eat your honey.

and:

Is this a salmon which I see before me,
Leaping toward my jaw? Come, let me nom thee.
I eat thee not, and yet thou leapest still.
Art thou not, tasty salmon, sensible
To nomming as to sight? or art thou but
A salmon of the mind, a false creation
of the hibernation-oppressed brain?