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"This bodes some strange eruption to our state."
Horatio
"A little more than kin, and less than kind."
Hamlet
"You are the most immediate to our throne, and with no less nobility of love that that which dearest father bears his son do I impart you."
Claudius
"O, that this too too solid flesh would melt, thaw and resolve itself into a dew!"
1st solil
"Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables."
Hamlet
"Something is rotten in the state of Denmark."
Marcello
"The serpent that did sting thy father's life now wears his crown."
Ghost
"But, howsoever thou pursuest this act, taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive against thy mother aught."
Ghost
"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy."
Hamlet
"The time is out of joint. Oh, cursed spite, that ever I was born to set it right."
Hamlet
"No, my good lord, but, as you did command, I did repel his letters and denied his access to me." Ophelia
"I doubt it is no other than the main; his father's death and our o'erhasty marriage."
Gertrude
"Doubt thou the stars are fire; doubt that the sun doth move; doubt truth to be a liar; but never doubt I love."
Polonius
"I have of late
but wherefore I know not - lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory …" - Hamlet
"When she saw Pyrrhus make malicious sport in mincing her husband's limbs, the instant burst of clamor that she made, unless things mortal move them not at all, would have made milch the burning eyes of heaven and passion in the gods."
Player
"O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!"
2nd solil
"The play's the thing wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King."
Hamlet
"To be, or not to be: that is the question."
3rd solil
"Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind."
Ophelia
"There's something in his soul o'er which his melancholy sits on brood, and I do doubt the hatch and the disclose will be some danger."
Claudius
"It shall be so. Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go."
Claudius
"Give me that man that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, aye, in my heart of hearts, as I do thee."
Hamlet
"I do believe you think what now you speak, but what we do determine oft we break."
Player King
"Both here and hence pursue me lasting strife, if, once a widow, ever I be a wife!"
Player Queen
"The lady doth protest too much, methinks."
Gertrude
"You shall see anon; 'tis a knavish piece of work; but what o' that? your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not."
Hamlet
"I'll take the ghost's word for a thousand pound."
Hamlet
"O, my offense is rank, it smells to heaven; it hath the primal eldest curse upon 't, a brother's murder."
Claudius
"Oh, what a rash and bloody deed is this!"
Queen
"Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar."
Hamlet
"And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught
as my great power thereof may give thee sense, since yet thy cicatrice looks raw and red after the Danish sword, and thy free awe pays homage to us - thou mayst not coldy set our sovereign process; which imports in full …. the present death of Hamlet." - Claudius
"We go to gain a little patch of ground that hath in it no profit but the name. To pay five ducats, five, I would not farm it."
Captain
"To hell, allegiance! vows, to the blackest devil! Conscience and grace, to the profoundest pit! I dare damnation!"
Laertes
"O heat, dry up my brain! tears seven times salt, burn out the sense and virtue of mine eye!"
Laertes
"So you shall; and where th' offense is let the great axe fall."
Claudius
"But let him come; it warms the very sickness in my heart, that I shall live and tell him to his teeth, 'Thus diest though.'"
Laertes
"Hamlet comes back: what would you undertake, to show yourself your father's son indeed more than in words?"
King
"To cut his throat i' the church."
Laertes
"Why, here in Denmark: I have been sexton here, man and boy, thirty years."
Gravedigger
"Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio …"
speech at graveyard
"I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery."
Laertes
"The rest is silence."
Hamlet