| Has this thing appeared again tonight? | Horatio |
| But in the gross and scope of mine opinion this bodes some strange eruption to our state | Horatio |
| A little more than kin and less than kind | Hamlet |
| It is most retrograde to our desire and we beseech you bend you to remain here in the cheer and comfort of our eye | King |
| Frailty, thy name is woman! | Hamlet |
| A figure like your father, armed at point exactly, cap-a-pie | Horatio |
| My father’s spirit-in arms! All is not well. I doubt some foul play. | Hamlet |
| Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood. A violet in the youth of primy nature. | Laertes |
| Perhaps he loves you now, and now no soil nor cautel… | Laertes |
| His will is not his own | Laertes |
| If with too credent ear you list his songs, or lose your heart, or your chaste treasure open to his unmastered importunity | Laertes |
| Be wary, then; best safety lies in fear | Laertes |
| This above all: to thine own self be true | Polonius |
| What is between you? Give me up the truth | Polonius |
| He hath, my lord, of late made many tenders of his affection to me | Ophelia |
| You speak like a green girl unsifted in such perilous circumstances | Polonius |
| Tender yourself more dearly | Polonius |
| My lord, he hath importuned me with love in honorable fashion | Ophelia |
| Ay, springes to catch woodcocks | Polonius |
| I do know, when the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows | Polonius |
| Believe so much in him that he is young, and with a larger tether may he walk than may be given you | Polonius |
| Do not believe his vows, for they are brokers, not of that dye which their investments show, but mere implorators of unholy suits | Polonius |
| It beckons you to go away as if some impartment did desire to you alone | Horatio |
| Look with what courteous action it waves you to a more removed ground but do not go with it. | Marcellus |
| Something is rotten in the state of Denmark | Marcellus |
| Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder | Ghost |
| The serpent that did sting thy father’s life now wear his crown | Ghost |
| O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power so to seduce | Ghost |
| Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole, with juice of cursed hebona in a vial, and in the [porches of my ears did pour the leprous distilment | Ghost |
| Thus was I, sleeping, by a brother’s hand of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, cut off. | Ghost |
| Leave her to heaven and to those thorns that in her bosom lodge to prick and sting her | Ghost |
| Never make known what you have seen tonight | Hamlet |
| O day and night, but this is wondrous strange | Horatio |
| There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamy of in your philosophy | Hamlet |
| As I perchance hereafter shall think meet to put an antic disposition on | Hamlet |
| To note that you know aught of me —- this do swear | Hamlet |
| Ay, or drinking, fencing, swearing, quarrelling, drabbing you may go so far | Polonius |
| That they may seem the taints of liberty, the flash and outbreak of a fiery mind, a savageness in unreclaimed blood, of general assault | Polonius |
| And with a look so piteous in purport as if he had been loosed out of hell to speak of horrors—he comes before me | Ophelia |
| This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property fordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings | Polonius |
| Sith nor th’ exterior nor the inward man resembles that it was | King |
| I doubt it is no other but the main—his father’s death and our o’erhasty marriage | Queen |
| Your noble son is mad | Polonius |
| As such a time I’ll loose my daughter to him. Be you and I behind an arras then. Mark the encounter | Polonius |
| To be honest, as this world goes, is to be the main picked out of ten thousand | Hamlet |
| And truly, in my youth, I suffered much extremity for love | Polonius |
| Were you not sent for? is it your own inclining? Is it a free visitation? Come, come, deal justly with me | Hamlet |
| You were sent for, and there is a kind of confession in your looks which your modesties have not craft enough to color | Hamlet |
| What a piece of work is a man? | Hamlet |
| I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw | Hamlet |
| The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, back as his purpose, did the night resemble when he lay couched in th’ ominous horse | Hamlet |
| You could, for a need, study a speech of some dozen or sixteen lines, which I would set down and insert in’t, cold you not? | Hamlet |
| I have heard that guilty creatures sitting at a play have, by the very cunning of the scene, been struck so to the sow that presently they have proclaimed their malefactions | Hamlet |
| I’ll have these players play something like the murder of my father before mine uncle. I’ll observe his looks; I’ll tent him to the quick. If he do blench, I know my course | Hamlet |
| The play’s the thing wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the king | Hamlet |
| He does confess he feels himself distracted, but from what cause he will by no means speak | Rosencrantz |
| Nor do we find him forward to be sounded | Guildenstern |
| 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 trouble and, by opposing, end them | Hamlet |
| To die, to sleep—to sleep perchance to dream. Ay, there’s the rub, for in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause. | Hamlet |
| Thus conscience does make cowards of us all | Hamlet |
| I never give you aught | Hamlet |
| You should not have believed me, for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I loved you not | Hamlet |
| We are arrant knaves all; believe none of us | Hamlet |
| Get thee to a nunnery | Hamlet |
| If thou will needs marry, marry a fool, for wise men know well enough what monsters you make of them | Hamlet |
| God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another. You jig and amble, and you lisp; you nickname GOd’s creatures and make your wantonness your ignorance | Hamlet |
| There is a play to night before the king. One scene of it comes near the circumstance which I have told thee of my father’s death | Hamlet |
| Most necessary ’tis that we forget to pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt | Player King |
| Your majesty and we that have free souls, it touches us not` | Hamlet |
| I’ll take the ghost’s words for a thousand pound. Didst perceive? | Hamlet |
| Is in his retirement marvelous distempered | Guildenstern |
| I will speak daggers to her, but use none | Hamlet |
| I like him not, nor stands it safe with us to let his madness range, therefore prepare you and your commission will forth with dispatch, and he to England shall along with you | King |
| O, my offense is rank, it smells to heaven; it hath the primal eldest curse upon’t, a brother’s murder | King |
| Forgive me my foul murder? That cannot be, since I am still possessed of those effects for which I did the murder: my crown, mine own ambition, and my queen | King |
| Why, this is hire and salary, not revenge | Hamlet |
| You go not till I set you up a glass where you may see the inost part of you | Hamlet |
| Have you eyes? You cannot call it love, for at your age the heyday in the blood is tame, it’s humble and waits upon the judgement; and what judgment would step from this to this? | Hamlet |
| O, throw away the worser part of it, and live the purer with the other half | Hamlet |
| Assume a virtue if you have it not | Hamlet |
| I must be cruel only to be kind | Hamlet |
| There’s letters sealed; and my two school fellows, whom I will trust as I will adders fanged, they bear the mandate | Hamlet |
| But we will ship him hence, and this vile deed we must with all our majesty and skill both countenance and excuse | King |
| To bear all smooth and even, this sudden sending him away must seem deliberate puase | King |
| By letters congruing to that effect, the present death of Hamlet | King |
| What is a man if his chief good and market of his time be put to sleep and feed? A beast, no more | Hamlet |
| Looking before and after gave us not that capability and godlike reason to trust in us unused | Hamlet |
| We know what we are but know not what we may be | Ophelia |
| When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions | King |
| I dare damnation. To this point I stand, that both the worlds I give to negligence, let come what comes, only I’ll be revenged thoroughly for my father | Laertes |
| But tell me why you proceeded not against these feats, so criminal and so capital in nature | Laertes |
| The other motive why to a public count I might not go is the great lore the general gender bear him | King |
| Under the which he shall not choose but fall; and for his death no wind of blame shall breathe, but even his mother shall uncharge the practice and call it accident | King |
| My lord, I will be ruled, the rather if you could devise it so that I might be the organ | Laertes |
| He made confession of you and gave you such a masterly report for art and exercise in your defense | King |
| This report of his did Hamlet so envenom with his envy that he could do nothing but wish and beg your sudden coming-o’er to play with you | King |
| Revenge should have no bounds | King |
| He, being remiss, most generous, and free from all contriving, will not peruse the foils, so that with ease, or with a little shuffling, you may choose a sword unbated, and in a pass of practice requite him for your father | King |
| And for that purpose I’ll anoint my sword. I brought an unction of a mountebank so mortal that, but dip a knife in it, where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, collected from all simples that have virtue under the moon, can save the thing from death this is but scratched withal | Laertes |
| I’ll touch my point with this contagion, that if I fall him slightly, it may be death | Laertes |
| Therefore this project should have a back or second that might hold if this dial blast in proof | King |
| When in your motion you are hot and dry and that he calls for drink, I’ll have prepared him a chalice for the nonce, whereon but sipping, if he by chance escape your venomed struck, our purpose may hold there | King |
| Where be his quiddities now, his quiddities, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks? | Hamlet |
| Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him Horatio | Hamlet |
| I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not with all their quantity of love make up my sum | Hamlet |
| There’s a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will | Hamlet |
| But to know a man well were to know himself | Hamlet |
| If it be now, ’tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come. The readiness is all | Hamlet |
| Why as a woodcock to mine own springe, Ostric. I am justly killed with mine own treachery | Laertes |
| No med’cine in the world can do thee good. In thee there is not half an hour’s life. The treacherous instrument is in thy hand, unbated and envenomed | Laertes |
| I am more antique Roman than a Dane | Horatio |
| So shall you hear of carnal, bloody, and unnatural acts, of accidental judgements, casual slaughters, of deaths put on by cunning and forced cause, and, in this upshot, purposes mistook fall’n on th’ inventors’ heads | Horatio |
Hamlet Quotations (Adler’s Class)
November 4, 2019