“Is it not monstrous that this player here, / But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, / Could force his soul so to his own conceit / That from her working all his visage wan’d; / Tears in his eyes, distraction in’s aspect, / A broken voice, and his whole function suiting / With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! / For Hecuba?Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Am I a coward? / Who calls me villain, breaks my pate across? / Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? / Tweaks me by the nose, gives me the lie i’ th’ throat / As deep as to the lungs?Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, / Black as his purpose, did the night resemble / When he lay couched in the ominous horse, / Hath now this dread and black complexion smear’d / With heraldry more dismal.Act II, Scene 2 · ★★★☆☆→
“Man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“God's bodikin, man, much better. Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity.Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a good kissing carrion,—Have you a daughter?Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards, and dungeons, / Denmark being one o’ th’ worst.Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“Is it not monstrous that this player here, / But in a fiction, in a dream of passion, / Could force his soul so to his own conceit / That from her working all his visage wan’d; / Tears in his eyes, distraction in’s aspect, / A broken voice, and his whole function suiting / With forms to his conceit? And all for nothing! / For Hecuba?Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Am I a coward? / Who calls me villain, breaks my pate across? / Plucks off my beard and blows it in my face? / Tweaks me by the nose, gives me the lie i’ th’ throat / As deep as to the lungs?Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, / Black as his purpose, did the night resemble / When he lay couched in the ominous horse, / Hath now this dread and black complexion smear’d / With heraldry more dismal.Act II, Scene 2 · ★★★☆☆→
“Man delights not me; no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“God's bodikin, man, much better. Use every man after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping? Use them after your own honour and dignity.Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a good kissing carrion,—Have you a daughter?Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
“A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards, and dungeons, / Denmark being one o’ th’ worst.Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
