Denmark In Hamlet Quotes

By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me.

Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee.

For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak With most miraculous organ.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

Thrift, thrift, Horatio! The funeral bak'd meats did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

O God, O God, how weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable seem to me all the uses of this world!

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.

I am but mad north-north-west. When the wind is southerly, I know a hawk from a handsaw.

Tis now the very witching time of night, when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out Contagion to this world.

But to my mind, though I am native here, And to the manner born, it is a custom, More honored in the breach than the observance.

Neither a borrower nor a lender be, for loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry.

For this relief much thanks. 'Tis bitter cold, and I am sick at heart.

Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.

I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

The cat will mew, and dog will have his day.

Angels and ministers of grace defend us.

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!

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

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come.

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them?

To take arms against a sea of troubles.

This above all; to thine own self be true.

To thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man.