| Act 1 Scene 1: The ghost | This dreaded sight twice seen of us |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Horatio’s rational | Tush tush ’twill not appear |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Horatio’s a scholar | In the same figure, like the King that’s dead. Thou art a scholar speak to it Horatio |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Horatio’s intrigued | It harrows me with fear and wonder |
| Act I Scene 1: The ghost has walked past them twice | Thus twice before and just at this dead hour with martial stalk hath he gone by our watch |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Sense of foreboding | But in the gross and scope of mine opinion this bodes some strange eruption to our state |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Old Hamlet is respected | Our valiant Hamlet for so this side of our known world esteemed him |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Fortinbras is angry | Young Fortinbras of unimproved mettle hot and full hath in the skirts of Norway here and there sharked up a list of landless resolutes for food and diet |
| Act 1 Scene 1: The ghost’s appearance | This portentous figureOmen |
| Act 1 Scene 1: Horatio will tell Hamlet about the ghost | Let us impart what we have seen to-night unto young Hamlet for upon my life this spirit dumb to us will speak to him |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius speech | Therefore our sometime sister now our queen th’imperial jointress to this warlike state have we as ’twere with defeated joy with one auspicious and one dropping eye with mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage in equal scale weighing delight and dole taken to wife nor have we herein barr’d your better wisdoms which have freely gone with this affair along |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius writes to Norway | We have here writ to Norway uncle of young Fortinbras |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius mentions the throne of Denmark | The head is not more naive to the heart the hand more instrumental to the mouth than is the throne of Denmark to thy father |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius says Hamlet is his son | But now my little cousin Hamlet and my son |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet is hostile towards Claudius | A little more than kin and less than kind |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius wonders how Hamlet is still mourning | How is it that the clouds still hang on you? |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet is not happy about the celebrations | Not so my lord I am too much i’the sun |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Gertrude does not understand her son’s grief | Good Hamlet cast thy nighted colour off. Thou know’st ’tis common all that lives must die, passing through nature to eternity |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet speaks about his grief | But I have that within passes show these but the trappings and suits of woe |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius about Hamlet’s grief | ’tis unmanly grief |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Claudius says Hamlet should see him as a father | We pray you throw to earth this unprevailing woe and think of us as of a father fo let the world take note you are the most immediate to our throne and with no less nobility of love than that which dearest father bears his son do I impart towards you |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet soliloquy 1 | O that this too too solid flesh would melt thaw and resolve itself into a dew or that the Everlasting had not fixed his canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God God how weary stale flat and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on’t ah fie ’tis an unweeded garden that grows to seed things rank and gross in nature possess it merely. That it should come to this! But two months dead nay not so much not two so excellent a king that was to this Hyperion to a satyr |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet’s view on women | Frailty thy name is woman |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet’s view on his mother’s marriage | Oh most wicked speed to post with such dexterity to incestuous sheets |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet has to stay silent | But break my heart for I must hold my tongue |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Hamlet’s view of his father | He was a man take him for all in all. I shall not look upon his like again |
| Act 1 Scene 2: Foreshadowing | All is not well. I doubt some foul play. Foul deeds will rise though all the earth o’erwhelm them to men’s eyes |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Hamlet might lose interest in Ophelia | For Hamlet and the trifling 9f his favour hold it a fashion and a toy in blood. For he himself is subject to his birth for on his choice depends the safety and health of this whole state |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Ophelia should preserve her virginity | Fear it Ophelia fear it my dear sister and keep you in the rear of your affection out of the shot and danger of desire. The canker galls the infants of the spring too oft before their buttons are disclosed |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Laertes should follow his own advice | Whiles like a puff’d and reckless libertine himself the primrose path 9f dalliance treads and recks not his own rede |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Polonius says not to lend money | Neither a borrower nor a lender be for loan oft loses both itself and friend |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Be yourself | This above all to thine own self be true |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Polonius says Ophelia doesn’t understand herself | I must tell you you do not understand yourself so clearly as it behooves my daughter and your honour |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Ophelia is naive | You speak like a green girlYou’ll tender me a fool |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Ophelia tells Polonius that Hamlet confessed | My lord he hath importuned me with love in an honourable fashion |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Be a maiden | For this time be somewhat scanter of your maiden presence. In few Ophelia do not believe his vows |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Polonius commands | Look to’t I charge you |
| Act 1 Scene 3: Ophelia is obedient | I shall obey my lord |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Hamlet east and west | This heavy-headed revel east and west makes us traduced and taxed of other nations |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Eale | The dram of eale doth all the noble substance of a doubt to his own scandal |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Goblin | Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damned be thy intents wicked or charitable |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Immortal | I do not set my life in a pin’s fee and for my soul what can it do to that being a thing immortal as itself |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Fate | My fate cries out |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Waxes | He waxes desperate with imagination |
| Act 1 Scene 4: Something is wrong in Denmark | Something is rotten in the state of Denmark |
| Act 1 Scene 5: The ghost wants revenge | Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Murder is unnatural | Murder most foul as in the best it is but this most foul strange and unnatural |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Hamlet says he will avenge his father | That I with these wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love may sweep to my revenge |
| Act 1 Scene 5: His uncle is the murderer | The serpent that did sting thy father’s life now wears his crown |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Soul | O my prophetic soul |
| Act 1 Scene 5: His uncle is a monster | Ay that incestuous that adulterate beast |
| Act 1 Scene 5: The ghost’s perception of Gertrude | My most seeming virtuous queen |
| Act 1 Scene 5: How the King died | Sleeping within my orchard my custom always of the afternoon upon my secure hour thy uncle stole with juice of cursed hebenon in a vial and in the porches of my ears did pour the leprous distilment |
| Act 1 Scene 5: What the ghost lost | Thus was I sleeping by a brother’s hand of life of crown of quuen at once dispatched |
| Act 1 Scene 5: The bed of Denmark | Let not the royal bed of Denmark be a couch for luxury and damned incest |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Don’t hurt your mother | Taint not thy mind nor let thy soul contrive against thy mother aught. Leave her to heaven and to those thrones that in her bosom lodge to prick and sting her |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Hamlet is angry with his mother | O most pernicious woman |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Hamlet is angry with his uncle | O villain villain smiling damned villain. That one may smile and be a villain |
| Act 1 Scene 5: The first mention of Hamlet’s madness | These are but wild and whirling words my lord |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Hamlet will act mad | To put an antic disposition on |
| Act 1 Scene 5: Hamlet doesn’t want his burden | The time is out of join o cursed spite that ever I was born to set it right |
| Act 2 Scene 1: Polonius manipulation | Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth and thus do we of wisdom and of reach with windlasses and arrays of bias by indirections find directions out |
| Act 2 Scene 1: Hamlet after seeing the ghost | Lord Hamlet with his doublet all unbraced no hat upon his head his stockings fouled ungartered and down-gyved to his ankle. Pale as his shirt his knees knocking each other and with a look so piteous in purport as if he had been loosed out of hell to speak of horrors he comes to me |
| Act 2 Scene 1: Polonius wants to please Claudius | Come go with me I will seek the king |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Claudius is manipulative | Dear Rosencrantz and Guildenstern! |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Question Hamlet | To draw him onto pleasures and to gather so much as from occasion you may glean |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Gertrude asks them to visit Hamlet | I beseech you instantly to visit my too much changed son |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Gertrude takes responsibility | I doubt it is no other but the main: His father’s death and our o’erhasty marriage |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Polonius irony | Since brevity is the soul of wit |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Polonius saying Hamlet is mad | Your noble son is mad |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Ophelia is used as bait | I have a daughter have while she is mine who in her duty and obedience mark hath given me this |
| Act 2 Scene 2: If Polonius is wrong (head from his shoulders) | Take this from this if this be otherwise |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Polonius’ plan | At such a time I’ll lose my daughter to him. Be you and I behind an arras then. Mark the encounter if he loves her not and be not from his reason fallen thereon let me be no assistant for a state but keep a farm and carters |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet insults Polonius | Y’are a fishmongerCrabThese tedious old fools!Great baby |
| Act 2 Scene 2: No one is honest | To be honest as this world goes is to be one man picked out of ten thousand |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Negative view of romance | For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog being a good kissing carrion- Have you a daughter? |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet speaking about Polonius’ daughter | Let her not walk i’ th’ sun. Conception is a blessing but as your daughter may conceive |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Compares book characters to Polonius | They have a plentiful lack of wit |
| Act 2 Scene 2: There is a method to Hamlet’s madness | Though this be madness yet there is method in ‘t |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet’s view on Denmark | Denmark’s a prison |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet questions his friends intentions | Were you not sent for? Is it your own inclining? Is it free visitation? |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet’s depression | I have of late but wherefore I know not lost all my mirth forgone all custom of exercisesNo other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason how infinite in facultiesYet to me what is this quintessence of dust? |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet is sane when he needs to be | I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw |
| Act 2 Scene 2: The story | ’twas Aeneas’ tale to Dido |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Linked to Hamlet’s procrastination | His antique sword rebellious to his arm lies where it falls repugnant to command |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Linked to Gertrude | Come to Hecuba |
| Act 2 Scene 2: The play | The Murder of Gonzago |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet is angry at himself | O what a rogue and peasant slave am I! |
| Act 2 Scene 2: The actor’s grief | And all for nothing? For Hecuba! What’s Hecuba to him or he to Hecuba that he should weep for her? What would he do had he the motive and the cue for passion that I have? |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet cannot act | A dull and muddy-mettled rascal peak like John-a-dreams unpregnant of my cause and can say nothingAm I a coward? Who calls me a villain |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet is a coward | But I am pigeon-livered and lack gall to make oppression bitter or ere this I should have fatted all the region kites with the slave’s offal. Bloody bawdy villain. Remorseless treacherous lecherous kindless villain! Oh vengeance |
| Act 2 Scene 2: Hamlet’s plan | Hum I have heard that guilty creatures sitting at a play have by the very cunning of the scene been struck so to the soul that presently they have proclaimed their malefactions |
| Act 2 Scene 2: More procrastination | If a do blench I know my courseThe play’s the thing wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the king |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Madness is suspicious | But with a crafty madness keeps aloof |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Leads to Claudius’ aside | Tis too much proved that with devotion’s visage and pious action we do sugar o’er the devil himself |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Claudius’ aside | O ’tis true. How smart a lash that speech doth give my conscience. The harlot’ s cheek beautified with plastering art is not more ugly to the thing that helps it than is my deed to my most painted word. O heavy burden! |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Hamlet’s Soliquey | 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 themTo 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 pauseThus conscious does make cowards of us all and thus the naive hue of resolution is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought and enterprises of great pitch and moment with this regard their currents turn awry and lose the name of action |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Hamlet loved Ophelia | I did love you once |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Nunnery | Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? |
| Act 3 Scene 1: About Polonius | Let the doors be shut upon him that he may play the fool nowhere but in’s own house |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Hamlet being sexist again | God hath given you one face and you make yourself another. You jig you amble and you lisp you nickname God’s creatures and make you wantonness your ignorance |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Ophelia misses old Hamlet | Oh what a noble mind is here o’erthrown! The courtier’s soldier’s scholar’s eye tongue sword th’expectancy and rose of fair state the glass of fashion and the mould of form th’observed of observers quite quite downWoe is me t’have seen what I have seen see what I see |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Claudius is suspicious | Nor what he spake though is lacked form a little was not like madness |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Wants Hamlet gone | He shall with speed to England |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Using Gertrude as bait | Let his queen mother all alone entreat him to show his grief and I’ll be placed so please you in the ear of all their conference |
| Act 3 Scene 1: Hamlet must be watched | Madness in great ones must not unwatched go |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Horatio will watch Claudius | Observe my uncle |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Hamlet critises his mother | For look you how cheerfully my mother looks and my father died within’s two hours |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Women’s love | As woman’s love |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Play criticising Gertrude | O confounded the rest. Such love must needs be treason in my breast. In second husband let me be accurst. None wed the second but who killed the firstA second time I kill my husband dead when second husband kisses me in bed |
| Act 3 Scene 2: You will go back on your vows | So think thou wilt no second husband wed but die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Gertrude does not see the critisism | The lady doth protest too much methinks |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Taunting Claudius | Tis a knavish piece of work but what o’ that? Your majesty and we that have free souls it touches us not |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Claudius is destressed | The king risesGet me some light. Away! |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Hamlet believes the ghost | O good Horatio I’ll take the ghost’s word for a thousand pound |
| Act 3 Scene 2: | My wit’s diseasedSir I lack advancement |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Hamlet’s friends are using him | You would play upon me you would seem to know my stops you would pluck out the heart of my mystery you would sound me from my lowest note to the top of my compass… S’blood do you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe? Call me what instrument you will though you can fret me you cannot play upon meThey fool me to the top of my bent |
| Act 3 Scene 2: Hamlet Soliloquy | Now could I drink hot blood and do such bitter business as the day would quake to look on. Soft now to my mother. O heart lose not thy nature let not ever the soul of Nero enter this firm bosom. Let me be cruel not unnatural. I will speak daggers to her but use none. My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. How in my words somever she be shent to give them seals never my soul content |
| Act 3 Scene 3: Wants an end to Hamlet’s madness | I like him not nor stands it safe with us to let his madness range |
| Act 3 Scene 3: The whole kingdom is affected by the King’s death | The cess of majesty dies not alone but like a gulf doth draw what’s near it with it. It is a massy wheelNever alone did the King sigh but with a general groan |
| Act 3 Scene 3: Claudius is guilty | O my offence is rank it smells to heaven. It hath the primal eldest curse upon’t a brother’s murder. Pray can I not though inclination be as sharp as will |
| Act 3 Scene 3: Claudius wants forgiveness | What if this cursed hand were thicker than itself with brother’s blood. Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens to wash it white as snowForgive me my foul murder? That cannot be since I am still possess’d of those effects for which I did the murder my crown mine own ambition and my queen. May one be pardoned and retain that offence? |
| Act 3 Scene 3: Makes himself out to be a victim | Oh wretched state! O bosom black as death! O lined soul that struggling to be free art more engaged! Help angels! Make assay! |
| Act 3 Scene 3: Will this child ever stop procrastinating | A villain kills my father and for that I his sole son do the same villain send to heavenUp sword and know thou a more horrid hent when he is drunk asleep or in his rage or in th’incestuous pleasures of his bed at gaming swearing or about some act that has no relish of salvation in’t then trip him that his heels may kick at heaven and that his soul may be damned and black as hell whereto it goes |
| Act 3 Scene 3: Irony as Claudius can’t go to heaven | My words fly up my thought remain below. Words without thoughts never to heaven go |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet refuses Claudius as his father | Hamlet thou hast thy father much offendedMother you have my father much offended |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet rejects his mother | Come come you answer with an idle tongueYou are the queen your husband’s brother’s wife and would it were not so you are my motherYou go not till I set you up a glass where you may see the inmost part of you |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet kills Polonius | How now a rat? Dead for a ducat deadThou wretched rash intruding fool farewell |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Polonius dies | O I am slain |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet committed a terrible act | Oh what a rash and bloody deed is this |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet turns it back on Gertrude | A bloody deed. Almost as bad good mother as kill a king and marry with his brother |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet confronts his mother | Leave wringing your hands. Peace! Sit you down and let me wring your heartHere is your husband like a mildewed ear blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed and batten on this moor? |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Gertrude reflects on her actions | Thou turn’st mine eyes into my very soul and there I see such black and grained spots as will not leave their tinct |
| Act 3 Scene 4: More confronting | Nay but to live in the rank sweat of an enseamed bed stewed in corruption honeying and making love over the nasty styA murderer and a villain a vice of kings a cutpurse of the empire and the ruleA king of shreds and patches |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Hamlet’s words hurt | These words like daggers enter in mine ears |
| Act 3 Scene 4: The ghost reminds Hamlet of his mission | Do not forget. This visitation is but to whet thy almost blunted purpose |
| Act 3 Scene 4: Gertrude thinks Hamlet has 100% lost ir | … |
Hamlet quotes
August 8, 2019