Madness and Sanity Quotes in Hamlet

As I perchance hereafter shall think meet / To put an antic disposition on—

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.

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

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, / And thus the native hue of resolution / Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought, / And enterprises of great pith and moment, / With this regard their currents turn awry / And lose the name of action.

’Tis now the very witching time of night, / When churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out / Contagion to this world. Now could I drink hot blood, / And do such bitter business as the day / Would quake to look on.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray love, remember. And there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

Lord, we know what we are, but know not what we may be.

Her clothes spread wide, / And mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up, / Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes, / As one incapable of her own distress, / Or like a creature native and indued / Unto that element.

There is a willow grows aslant a brook, / That shows his hoary leaves in the glassy stream. / There with fantastic garlands did she make / Of crow-flowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples, / That liberal shepherds give a grosser name, / But our cold maids do dead men’s fingers call them.