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

What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals.

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

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

That it should come to this!

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

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

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

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

To be, or not to be, that is the question

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

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

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

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

That it should come to this!

I will speak daggers to her but use none.

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.