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

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

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

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

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

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

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

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

That it should come to this!

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.

Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.

That it should come to this!

I will speak daggers to her but use none.

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

Brevity is the soul of wit.

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

I will speak daggers to her but use none.