hamlet final

The lady doth too much, methinks. -Act 111, Scene 11 Hamlet–Gertrude doesn’t agree with play “queens” protests about remarrying.
Let me be cruel, not unnatural; I will speak daggers to her, but use none. -Act 111, Scene 11 Self/Hamlet–Gertrude preparing to talk to mother about her actions.
All that lives must die, passing through nature to eternity. -Act 1, Scene 11 Gertrude–Hamlet all die eventually, let you dad go.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions. -Act IV, Scene V Claudius–Gertrude sorrows come in bunches not one by one.
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below/ Words without thoughts never to heaven go. -Act 111, Scene 111 Claudius–Himself praying about his actions.
I must be cruel, only to be kind: Thus bad begins and worse remains behind. -Act 111, Scene IV Hamlet–Self (about Gertrude) I have to be mean/ forceful to get her to do right.
Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth be a liar; But never doubt I love. -Act 11, Scene 11 Ophelia reading letter Ham sent to her reminiscing about their love.
Hear you, sir/ Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice/ Take each man’s censure, but reserve thy judgement. -Act 1, Scene 111 Polonius–Laertes words of wisdom/advice before he leaves for Paris.
This above all- to thine own self be true; and it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man. -Act 1, Scene 111 Polonius–Laertes final piece of advice.
Oh most wicked speed, to post with such dexterity to incestuous sheets!/ It is not and cannot come to good. -Act 1, Scene 11 Hamlet–Self (about Gertrude) she feel into lustful, incestuous marriage.
Now might I do it pat, now he is praying; And now I’ll do’t: and so he goes to heaven; And so I am reveng’d. -Act 111, Scene 111 Hamlet–Himself he can’t kill Claudius while he prays as he’ll be forgiven, not good revenge.
I’m lost in it, my lord. But let him come/ It warms the very sickness in my heart, That I shall live and tell him to his teeth/ ‘Thus digest thou. -Act IV, Scene VII Laertes–Claudius discussing murder of his father (polonius), he’s ready/willing to get revenge.
I lov’d Ophelia: forty thousand brothers/ Could not, with althea quantity of love/Make up my sum. -Act V, Scene 1 Hamlet–Laertes (funeral) he love Ophelia more than 40 brothers could have.
What (a) piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable; in action how like an angle,in apprehension how like a god; the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals- and yet, to me, what is the quintessence of dust? -Act 11, Scene 11 Hamlet–Rosencraft, Guildenstern about the magnificence of man but means nothing because death takes it.
Hamlet, thou art slain…Thy mother’s poisoned./I can no more. The King, the King’s to blame. -Act V, Scene 11 Laertes–Hamlet explains poisoned sword and reveals Claudius’s guilt.
Sweets to the sweet! Farewell/ I thought thy bride bed to have decked, sweet maid,/ And not have strewed thy grave. -Act V, Scene 1 Gertrude–Ophelias grave I have to celebrate your bridal bed not your death bed.
Now cracks a nobel heart. Good night, sweet prince,/ And flights of angels sing thee to they rest. -Act V, Scene 11 Horatio–Dead Hamlet (crowd) respecting his friend after death.
Why man, they did make love to his employment./ They are not near my conscience. Their defeat/ Does by their own insinuation grow. -Act V, Scene 11 Hamlet–Horatio reguarding the news of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern’s death- it was their fault for their betrayal- its not on his conscience.
Let four captions/ Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage…./ Such a sight as this/ Becomes the field, but here show much amiss. -Act V, Scene 11 Fortinbre–All(court) Hamlet deserves an honorable death after all this deceit.
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 the sea of troubles/ And by apposing, end them. -Act 111, Scene 1 Hamlet–Himself Hamlet is comparing the pain of life to the fear of death. Which is better?