Death and Mortality Quotes in Hamlet

Into my grave?

Then there’s hope a great man’s memory may outlive his life half a year. But by’r lady, he must build churches then;

What should a man do but be merry? For look you how cheerfully my mother looks, and my father died within's two hours.

The cease of majesty / Dies not alone; but like a gulf doth draw / What’s near it with it.

And, like the kind life-rendering pelican, / Repast them with my blood.

O rose of May! / Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia! / O heavens, is’t possible a young maid’s wits / Should be as mortal as an old man’s life?

He is dead and gone, lady, / He is dead and gone, / At his head a grass green turf, / At his heels a stone.

I bought an unction of a mountebank / So mortal that, but dip a knife in it, / Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, / Collected from all simples that have virtue / Under the moon, can save the thing from death / This is but scratch’d withal.

Is she to be buried in Christian burial, when she wilfully seeks her own salvation?

There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers: they hold up Adam's profession.