| “Twill not be seen in him there. There the men are as mad as he.” | Gravedigger | 
| “…a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath borne me on his back a thousand times, and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. He hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.” | Hamlet | 
| “Oh, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, should patch a wall t’ expel the winter’s flaw!” | Hamlet | 
| “She should in ground unsanctified have lodged till the last trumpet. For charitable prayers shards, flints and pebbles should be thrown on her.” | Priest | 
| “A ministering angel shall my sister be.” | Laertes | 
| “I thought thy bride-bed to have decked, sweet maid, and not have strewed they grave.” | Gertrude | 
| “What is he whose grief bears such an emphasis, whose phrase of sorrow conjures the wandering stars, and makes them stand like wonder-wounded hearers?” | Hamlet | 
| “The devil take thy soul!” | Laertes | 
| “Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum.” | Hamlet | 
| “Let Hercules himself do what he may, the cat will mew, and dog will have his day.” | Hamlet | 
| “This grave shall have a living monument. An hour of quiet shortly shall we see. Till then in patience our proceeding be.” | Claudius | 
| “There’s a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will.” | Hamlet | 
| “‘Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes between the pass and fell incensèd points of mighty opposites.” | Hamlet | 
| “His purse is empty already. All’s golden words are spent.” | Horatio | 
| “Exceedingly, my lord. It is very sultry—as ’twere—I cannot tell how.” | Osric | 
| “If your mind dislike anything, obey it. I will forestall their repair hither and say you are not fit.” | Horatio | 
| “We defy augury. There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.” | Hamlet | 
| “A hit, a very palpable hit.” | Osric | 
| “His pearl is thine. Here’s to thy health.” | Claudius | 
| “I am justly killed with mine own treachery.” | Laertes | 
| “I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.” | Horatio | 
| “The rest is silence” | Hamlet | 
| “Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince: And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!” | Horatio | 
| “Absent thee from felicity awhile.” | Hamlet | 
| “Go, bid the soldiers shoot.” | Fortinbras | 
Act 5 Hamlet Quotes
 July 15, 2019