quotes

"Our sometime sister, ... "

now our Queen

"A little more than kin, ..."

and less than kind

"Seems, madam! Nay, ..."

it is; I know not seems

"O, that this too ..."

too solid flesh would melt

"How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable ... "

seem to me all the uses of this world

"Frailty, ..."

thy name is woman

"But break, my heart, for I ..."

must hold my tongue.

"Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats

...."

Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables

"I'll speak to it though ..."

hell itself should gape

"Do not, ...show me the steep and thorny way to heaven...whilst himself the primrose path of dalliance treads..."

And recks not his own rede.

"Be thou familiar, but ..."

but by no means vulgar

"This above all — ..."

To thine own self be true

"I do not set my life..."

at a pin's fee

"Something is rotten ..."

in the state of Denmark

"The serpent that did sting ...."

thy father's life now wears his crown

"Cut off even ...."

in the blossoms of my sin

"O most ...woman!

pernicious

O, villain, villain, ...!"

smiling, damned villain

"There are more things in..."

heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy

"As I perchance hereafter shall think meet

..."

To put an antic disposition on

"The time is out of joint; ... !"

O cursed spite,

That ever I was born to set it right

"I doubt it is no other but the main: ..."

his father's death and our o'erhasty marriage

"Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit.../I ...."

will be brief

"Though this be madness, ...."

yet there is method in't.

"Denmark's ...."

a prison

"What a piece of work ..."

is a man!

"I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind ..."

is southerly I know a hawk from handsaw.

"O, what a rogue ..."

and peasant slave I am

"The play's the thing..."

Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.

"To be, or not to be, that is the question:

whether ..."

'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them

"Thus conscience ..."

does make cowards of us all

"Get thee ..."

to a nunnery

"O, what a noble mind..."

is here o'erthrown!

"Yet do I believe the origin and commencement of...."

his grief sprung from neglected love.

"Madness in great ones ..."

must not go unwatch'd go

"Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, ...."

trippingly on the tongue

"In second husband let me be accurst! None wed the second ..."

but who killed the first

"A second time I kill my husband dead when ..."

second husband kisses me in bed.

"The lady doth..."

protest too much, methinks

"You would play..."

upon me.

"I will speak daggers to her ... "

but use none

"Oh, my offence is rank. It smells to heaven.

It hath ...."

the primal eldest curse upon 't, a brother's murder.

"And am I then revenged

To take him in the purging of his soul

When he ...?"

is fit and seasoned for his passage

"My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.

Words without ...."

thoughts never to heaven go

"Thou turn'st mine eyes into my very soul,

And there I see ...."

such black and grainèd spots as will not leave their tinct

"This visitation

Is but to whet ..."

thy almost blunted purpose

"Refrain tonight,

And that shall lend a kind of easiness

To ...."

the next abstinence, the next more easy

"I must be cruel, only ..."

to be kind

"Lord, we know what we are but ..."

know not what we may be

"Revenge should ..."

have no bounds

"My soul is full of ..."

discord and dismay

"To what base ..."

uses we may return

"Good Gertrude, set ...."

some watch over your son

"There's a divinity ..."

that shapes our ends

"The point! - envenom'd too! Then, venom, ..."

to thy work

"I do prophesy the election lights on..."

Fortinbras, he has my dying voice

The rest

is silence

Now cracks a ....

noble heart. Good night sweet prince