just a place to gather quotes i like from shakespeare. maybe this will develop into a proper shrine at some point. blue text gives context to a particular line i liked or commentary (in square brackets), and the location of the quote is given at the end as [act, scene: line].
Stay, illusion [I, I: 127]
For it is as the air, invulnerable,
[I, I: 145]
But look, the morn in russet mantle clad
Walks o'er the dew of yon high eastward hill. [I, I: 166-167]
KING: How is it that the clouds still hang on you?
HAMLET: Not so, my lord, I am too much in the sun. [I, II: 66-67
Do not for ever in thy vailed lids
Seek for thy noble father in the dust.
Thou know'st 'tis common, all that lives must die
Passing through nature to eternity. [I, II: 70-73]
the fruitful river in the eye,
[I, II: 80]
Oh, that this too too solid flesh would melt,
Thaw and resolve itself into a dew [I, II: 129-130]
his will is not his own,
For he himself is subject to his birth. [I, III: 17-18]
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven [I, III: 58]
By indirections find directions out. [II, I: 63]
Though this be madness, yet there is method
in't. [II, II: 203-204]
You cannot, sir, take from me anything that I will
more willingly part withal: except my life, except my
life, except my life. [II, II: 212-214]
there is nothing either
good or bad, but thinking makes it so. [II, II: 244-245]
Then are our beggars bodies, and our monarchs and
outstretched heroes the beggars' shadows. [II, II: 258-259]
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'ver with the pale cast of thought [III, I: 56-89]
I am myself indifferent honest [III, I: 122]
Purpose is but the slave to memory [III, II: 181]
In the corrupted currents of this world
Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law. But 'tis not so above:
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature [III, III: 57-62]
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go. [III, III: 97-98]
Take you me for a sponge, my lord? [IV, II: 13]
HAMLET: The body is with the King, but the King is not with
the body. The king is a thing –
GUILDEN.: A thing, my lord?
HAMLET: Of nothing [IV, II: 24-27]
HAMLET: A man may fish with the worm that hath eat of a king,
and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
KING: What dost thou mean by this?
HAMLET: Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress
through the guts of a beggar. [IV, III: 26-30]
Go to their graves like beds [IV, IV: 62]
Lord, we know what we are, but know
not what we may be. [IV, V: 41-42]
the kind life-rend'ring pelican [IV, V: 145]
For though I am not splenative and rash,
Yet have I in me something dangerous [V, I: 251-252]
Dost know this water-fly? [V, II: 83]
I am dead, Horatio. Wretched Queen, adieu!
You that look pale and tremble at this chance,
That are but mutes of audience to this act,
Had I but time (as this fell sergeant, Death,
Is strict in his arrest), O, I could tell you –
But let it be. Horatio, I am dead [V, II: 326-331]
Absent thee from felicity awhile [V, II: 340]
the rest is silence. [V, II: 351]
Now cracks a noble heart. Good night, sweet prince [V, II: 352]
