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William Shakespeare

Hamlet

  • b2329586885has quoted9 years ago
    To be, or not to be: that is the question:
  • Maria Vhas quoted10 years ago
    for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness: this was sometime a paradox, but now the time gives it proof.
  • Maria Vhas quoted10 years ago
    Madness in great ones must not unwatch'd go.
  • Maria Vhas quoted10 years ago
    Sir, his definement suffers no perdition in you;—though, I know, to divide him inventorially would dizzy the arithmetic of memory, and yet but yaw neither, in respect of his quick sail. But, in the verity of extolment, I take him to be a soul of great article, and his infusion of such dearth and rareness as, to make true diction of him, his semblable is his mirror, and who else would trace him, his umbrage, nothing more.
  • Maria Vhas quoted10 years ago
    Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may b
  • Ibtissam Freestylehas quoted3 months ago
    Welcome Horatio, welcome good Marcellus. Mar. What hath this thing appear'd againe to night. 2. I haue seene nothing. Mar. Horatio says tis but our fantasie,
  • Mackenzie Hendersonhas quoted3 months ago
    Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special
    providence in the fall of a sparrow. 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: since no man has aught of what he
    leaves, what is't to leave betimes

    If it's meant to be it'll be

  • Mackenzie Hendersonhas quoted3 months ago
    It is but foolery; but it is such a kind of
    gain-giving, as would perhaps trouble a woman.

    HORATIO
  • Mackenzie Hendersonhas quoted4 months ago
    Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive
    Against thy mother aught: leave her to heaven
    And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
    To prick and sting her. Fare thee well at once!
    The glow-worm shows the matin to be near,
    And 'gins to pale his uneffectual fire:
    Adieu, adieu! Hamlet, remember me.

    Exit

    The ghost wants Hamlet to kill his uncle.

  • Mackenzie Hendersonhas quoted4 months ago
    I have seen nothing.
    Marcellus
    Horatio says ’tis but our fantasy,
    And will not let belief take hold of him
    Touching this dreaded sight, twice seen of us:

    Horatio doesn't believe there are ghosts.

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