Hamlet Quotes

Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince, / And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.

If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, / Absent thee from felicity awhile, / And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, / To tell my story.

The rest is silence.

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.

There’s a divinity that shapes our ends, / Rough-hew them how we will.

If it assume my noble father’s person, / I’ll speak to it, though hell itself should gape / And bid me hold my peace.

Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak’d meats / Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.

So excellent a king; that was to this / Hyperion to a satyr;

O most wicked speed, to post / With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! / It is not, nor it cannot come to good. / But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable / Seem to me all the uses of this world! / Fie on’t! Oh fie! ’tis an unweeded garden / That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature / Possess it merely.