…When we in our viciousness grow hard—
O misery on’t!—the wise gods seel our eyes;
In our own filth drop our clear judgments; make us
Adore our errors; laugh at’s, while we strut
To our confusion.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act III, Scene xiii
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
The tartness of his face sours ripe grapes.
–Coriolanus
Act V, Scene iv
Take but good note, and you shall see in him
The triple pillar of the world transform’d
Into a strumpet’s fool: behold and see.
–Antony and Cleopatra,
Act I, Scene i
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
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