“Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak’d meats / Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.Act I, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“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.Act I, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“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.Act I, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“My father’s spirit in arms! All is not well; / I doubt some foul play: would the night were come! / Till then sit still, my soul: foul deeds will rise, / Though all the earth o’erwhelm them, to men’s eyes.Act I, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, / Th’imperial jointress to this warlike state, / Have we, as ’twere with a 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;Act I, Scene 2 · Claudius · ★★★★☆→
“Do not as some ungracious pastors do, / Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven; / Whilst like a puff’d and reckless libertine / Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads, / And recks not his own rede.Act I, Scene 3 · Ophelia · ★★★★☆→
“Those friends thou hast, and their adoption tried, / Grapple them unto thy soul with hoops of steel;Act I, Scene 3 · Polonius · ★★★★☆→
“For Hamlet, and the trifling of his favour, / Hold it a fashion and a toy in blood; / A violet in the youth of primy nature, / Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; / The perfume and suppliance of a minute; / No more.Act I, Scene 3 · Laertes · ★★★★☆→
