Act V, Sc. II
Absent thee from felicity awhile.
Act II, Sc. II
They have a plentiful lack of wit.
Act III, Sc. II
Pluck out the heart of my mystery.
Act III, Sc. II
They fool me to the top of my bent.
Act V, Sc. I
Cudgel thy brains no more about it.
Act II, Sc. II
Come, give us a taste of your quality.
Act III, Sc. II
It will discourse most eloquent music.
Act V, Sc. I
A ministering angel shall my sister be.
Act V, Sc. II
I am more an antique Roman than a Dane.
Act V, Sc. II
'T is the breathing time of day with me.
Act III, Sc. II
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.
Act III, Sc. I
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
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?
Act III, Sc. II
I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
Act III, Sc. IV
Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works.
Act II, Sc. II
Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks.
Act II, Sc. II
Man delights not me: no, nor woman neither.
Act V, Sc. I
Has this fellow no feeling of his business?
Act II, Sc. II
On fortune's cap we are not the very button.
Act III, Sc. II
This is miching mallecho; it means mischief.
Act V, Sc. I
There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners.
Act III, Sc. I
Rich gifts wax poor when givers prove unkind.
Act III, Sc. II
To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.

