Irony Quotes in Hamlet

More matter, with less art.

’Tis too much prov’d, that with devotion’s visage / And pious action we do sugar o’er / The devil himself.

None wed the second but who kill'd the first.

Marry, how? Tropically. This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna.

For ’tis the sport to have the enginer / Hoist with his own petard,

A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king, and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.

Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.

I will work him / To an exploit, now ripe in my device, / Under the which he shall not choose but fall; / And for his death no wind shall breathe, / But even his mother shall uncharge the practice / And call it accident.

Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come.

Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane, / Drink off this potion. Is thy union here? / Follow my mother.