The World Is Full of Knaves
There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave
To tell us this.
–Hamlet,
Act I, Scene v

There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave
To tell us this.
–Hamlet,
Act I, Scene v

Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
—-The Tempest,
Act I, Scene ii

How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds
Make deeds ill done!…
And thou, to be endeared to a king,
Made it no conscience to destroy a prince.
–King John,
Act IV, Scene ii

…this is no world
To play with mammets and to tilt with lips:
We must have bloody noses and crack’d crowns,
And pass them current too.
–Henry IV Part 1,
Act II, Scene iii

The great ones eat up the
little ones: I can compare our rich misers to
nothing so fitly as to a whale; a’ plays and
tumbles, driving the poor fry before him, and at
last devours them all at a mouthful: such whales
have I heard on o’ the land, who never leave gaping
till they’ve swallowed the whole parish, church,
steeple, bells, and all.
––Pericles,
Act II, Scene 1

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death.
—Macbeth,
Act V, Scene v

Blush, Blush, thou lump of foul deformity;
For ’tis thy presence that exhales this blood
From cold and empty veins.
–Richard III,
Act I, Scene ii