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

You, mistress,
That have the office opposite to Saint Peter,
And keep the gate of hell!
–Othello,
Act IV, Scene ii

What’s the matter, you dissentious rogues,
That, rubbing the poor itch of your opinion,
Make yourselves scabs?
–Coriolanus,
Act I, Scene i

You, minion, are too saucy.
–Two Gentlemen of Verona,
Act I, Scene ii

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

The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.
–Coriolanus
Act V, Scene iv

…are you mad? or what are you? Have ye no wit, manners, nor honesty, but to gabble like tinkers at this time of night?
–Twelfth Night,
Act II, Scene iii