They are not a pipe for fortune's finger

To sound what stop she please. Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him

In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,

As I do thee.

Something too much of this.

Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of sables.

Ibid.

There's hope a great man's memory may outlive his life half a year.

Ibid.

For, Oh, for, Oh, the hobby-horse is forgot.

Ibid.

This is miching mallecho; it means mischief.

Ibid.

Ham. Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring?

The lady doth protest' too much, methinks.

Ibid.

Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung.

Ibid.

The story is extant, and writ in choice Italian.

Ibid.

For some must watch, while some must sleep:

Pluck out the heart of my mystery.

Do

Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 2.

you think I am easier to be played on than a pipe?

Ibid.

Ham. Do you see yonder cloud that 's almost in shape. of a camel?

Pol. By the mass, and 't is like a camel, indeed.

Ham. Methinks it is like a weasel.

Pol. It is backed like a weasel.

Ham. Or like a whale ?

Pol. Very like a whale.

Ibid.

They fool me to the top of my bent.

Ibid.

By and by is easily said.

Ibid.

'Tis now the very witching time of night,

When churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out
Contagion to this world.

Ibid.

I will speak daggers to her, but use none.

Ibid.

Oh, my offence is rank, it smells to heaven;
It hath the primal eldest curse upon 't,
A brother's murder.

Sc. 3.

Like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect.

"T is not so above;

There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature.

Ibid.

Ibid.

O limed soul, that, struggling to be free,

Art more engag'd! Help, angels! Make assay!

Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel, Be soft as sinews of the new-born babe!

Ibid.

With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May.

Ibid.

About some act

That has no relish of salvation in 't.

Ibid.

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below:
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Dead, for a ducat, dead!

Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 3.

Sc. 4.

And let me wring your heart; for so I shall,

That roars so loud, and thunders in the index?

Ibid.

Look here, upon this picture, and on this,
The counterfeit presentment of two brothers.
See, what a grace was seated on this brow:
Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself;
An eye like Mars, to threaten and command;
A station like the herald Mercury
New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill,-
A combination and a form indeed,
Where every god did seem to set his seal,
To give the world assurance of a man.

At your age

Ibid.

The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble.

Ibid.

O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell,
If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones,
To flaming youth let virtue be as wax,

And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame
When the compulsive ardour gives the charge,
Since frost itself as actively doth burn,

And reason panders will.

Ibid.

A cutpurse of the empire and the rule,

That from a shelf the precious diadem stole,
And put it in his pocket!

Ibid.

Hamlet. Act iii. Sc. 4.

Ibid.

A king of shreds and patches.

Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.

How is 't with you,

That you do bend your eye on vacancy?

This is the very coinage of your brain:
This bodiless creation ecstasy

Ibid.

Is very cunning in.

Ibid.

Bring me to the test,

And I the matter will re-word; which madness
Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace,
Lay not that flattering unction to your soul.

Ibid.

Confess yourself to heaven;

Repent what's past; avoid what is to come.

Ibid.

Assume a virtue, if you have it not.

That monster, custom, who all sense doth eat,
Of habits devil, is angel yet in this.

Ibid.

Refrain to-night,

And that shall lend a kind of easiness

To the next abstinence: the next more easy;

For use almost can change the stamp of nature.

Ibid.

I must be cruel, only to be kind:

Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

Ibid.

For 't is the sport to have the enginer

Diseases desperate grown

Or not at all.1

Hoist with his own petar.

By desperate appliance are relieved,

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

Ibid.

1 Extreme remedies are very appropriate for extreme diseases. - HIPPOCRATES: Aphorism i.

Ibid.

Act iv. Sc. 3.

Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not

That capability and godlike reason

To fust in us unused.

Rightly to be great

Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour's at the stake.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt,

Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 4.

Ibid.

It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

Sc. 5.

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

Ibid.

To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day,

All in the morning betime.

Ibid.

Then up he rose, and donn'd his clothes.

Ibid.

Come, my coach! Good night, sweet ladies; good night.

Ibid.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies,

But in battalions.

Ibid.

There's such divinity doth hedge a king,

That treason can but peep to what it would.

Ibid.

Nature is fine in love, and where 't is fine,
It sends some precious instance of itself
After the thing it loves.

Ibid.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; . . . and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

Ibid.

You must wear your rue with a difference. There's a daisy; I would give you some violets, but they withered.