Hamlet Quotes

Why, then 'tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.

O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.

What a piece of work is man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving, how express and admirable; in action how like an angel, in apprehension, how like a god: the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals.

Doubt thou the stars are fire, / Doubt that the sun doth move, / Doubt truth to be a liar, / But never doubt I love.

Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.

Words, words, words.

And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?

The lady protests too much, methinks.

Suit the action to the word, the word to the action, with this special observance, that you o’erstep not the modesty of nature; for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold as ’twere the mirror up to nature;