Nothing, my lord.
Nothing, my lord.
Cordelia · Act 1, Scene 1
Cordelia refuses to match her sisters' flattery when asked how much she loves her father, offering instead this single word. It endures because it is the most honest and costly act of love in the play—she will lose a kingdom for her silence. That one word contains the play's central tragedy: that truth and love are not always rewarded, and that sometimes integrity costs everything.
Let it be so; thy truth, then, be thy dower: For, by the sacred radiance of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; By all the operation of the orbs From whom we do exist, and cease to be; Here I disclaim all my paternal care, Propinquity and property of blood, And as a stranger to my heart and me Hold thee, from this, for ever.
Then let it be so; your truth will be your dowry: By the holy light of the sun, The mysteries of Hecate, and the night; By all the forces of the stars From which we live and die; I now give up all my care for you, And the bond of blood between us. From now on, I will treat you as a stranger, Forever.
King Lear · Act 1, Scene 1
Lear, enraged by Cordelia's refusal to flatter him, invokes the entire cosmos to curse his youngest daughter and disown her. The curse matters because it shows a king mistaking his power over words for power over love—he thinks he can declare Cordelia a stranger to him and make it true. But the play will prove him wrong: she is the only one who remains truly bound to him.
Nothing will come of nothing: speak again.
Nothing will come of nothing: say something again.
King Lear · Act 1, Scene 1
Lear demands Cordelia perform love like her sisters have, but she refuses to flatter him. His response—that nothing produces nothing—is the play's first law of catastrophe. The line matters because it reveals Lear's tragic blindness: he cannot see that silence and truth are not the same as emptiness. It sets the entire tragedy in motion.