- All's Well That Ends Well
- Antony and Cleopatra
- As You Like It
- The Comedy of Errors
- Coriolanus
- Cymbeline
- Hamlet
- Henry IV, Part 1
- Henry IV, Part 2
- Henry V
- Henry VI, Part 1
- Henry VI, Part 2
- Henry VI, Part 3
- Henry VIII
- Julius Caesar
- King John
- King Lear
- Love's Labor's Lost
- A Lover's Complaint
- Macbeth
- Measure for Measure
- The Merchant of Venice
- The Merry Wives of Windsor
- A Midsummer Night's Dream
- Much Ado About Nothing
- Othello
- Pericles
- The Rape of Lucrece
- Richard II
- Richard III
- Romeo and Juliet
- Shakespeare's Sonnets
- The Taming of the Shrew
- The Tempest
- Timon of Athens
- Titus Andronicus
- Troilus and Cressida
- Twelfth Night
- The Two Gentlemen of Verona
- Venus and Adonis
- The Winter's Tale
This quotation occurs as Cándido, América, and Socorro are swept away by a flood. Cándido contrasts his family’s screams with the screams of nature, to the effect that the Rincóns’ screams seem barely audible. This quotation drives home the notion that nature, far from being sympathetic to the human world, is in fact wholly indifferent to human suffering. The characters in the novel may see themselves and their emotions reflected in the natural world, but this quotation shows that such reflection is an illusion. The power of nature here is epic, completely dwarfing the drama of the Rincóns’ lives and…