Marcellus: Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.
Rosencrantz: The cease of majesty dies not alone; but, like a gulf, doth draw what's near it with it.
Hamlet: God's bodykins, man, much better. Use every man
after his desert, and who should 'scape whipping?
Hamlet: If it assume my noble father's person, I'll speak to it, though hell itself should gape and bid me hold my peace.
Gertrude: O Hamlet, thou hast cleft my heart in twain.
Hamlet: Oh, throw away the worser part of it,
And live the purer with the other half.
King Claudius: How fares our cousin Hamlet?
Hamlet: Excellent, i' faith, of the chameleon's dish. I eat the air, promise-crammed. You cannot feed capons so.
Hamlet: Remember thee! Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat in this distracted globe. Remember thee!
Rosencrantz: The single and peculiar life is bound, with all the strength and armour of the mind, to keep itself from noyance.
Queen Gertrude: O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!
Hamlet: A bloody deed! almost as bad, good mother, as kill a king, and marry with his brother.
First Clown: A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! a' poured a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, sir, was Yorick's skull, the king's jester.