“’Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes / Between the pass and fell incensed points / Of mighty opposites.Act V, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Why, as a woodcock to my own springe, Osric. I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery.Act V, Scene 2 · Laertes · ★★★★☆→
“Does it not, thinks’t thee, stand me now upon,— / He that hath kill’d my king, and whor’d my mother, / Popp’d in between th’election and my hopes, / Thrown out his angle for my proper life, / And with such cozenage—is’t not perfect conscience / To quit him with this arm?Act V, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★★☆→
“Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole / With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial, / And in the porches of my ears did pour / The leperous distilment,Act I, Scene 5 · ★★★☆☆→
“The rugged Pyrrhus, he whose sable arms, / Black as his purpose, did the night resemble / When he lay couched in the ominous horse, / Hath now this dread and black complexion smear’d / With heraldry more dismal.Act II, Scene 2 · ★★★☆☆→
“Bloody, bawdy villain! Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain!Act II, Scene 2 · Hamlet · ★★★☆☆→
