Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
This is the very ecstasy of love.
Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.
POLONIUS: What do you read, my lord? HAMLET: Words, words, words.
The neurotic thinks himself both Hamlet and Claudius, in a world that belongs to Polonius.
[S]ince brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief.
You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.
