#hamlet

We know what we are, but not what we may be. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#identity #possibilities #being

Hamlet promised himself he’d throw down afterward, but I think perhaps when he said, “From this time forth, my thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!” the limits of blank verse weakened his resolve somehow. If he’d been free to follow the dictates of his conscience rather than the pen of Shakespeare, perhaps he would have abandoned verse altogether, like me, and contented himself with this instead: “Bring it, muthafuckas. Bring it. ↗

— Kevin Hearne

#fight #hamlet #conscience

Though this be madness, yet there is method in't. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare

Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#literature #shakespeare #literature

We've been rehearsing a classic from antiquity, Green Eggs and Hamlet, the story of a young prince of Denmark who goes mad, drowns his girlfriend, and in his remorse, forces spoiled breakfast on all whom he meets. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#hamlet #classics

The essential is to excite the spectators. If that means playing Hamlet on a flying trapeze or in an aquarium, you do it. ↗

— Orson Welles

#excite #flying #hamlet #means #playing

At the close of the day when the hamlet is still, and mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, when naught but the torrent is heard on the hill, and naught but the nightingale's song in the grove. ↗

— James Beattie

#day #forgetfulness #grove #hamlet #heard

You have to learn the language of Hamlet. ↗

— Edward Bond

#language #learn #you

This goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! how noble in reason! how infinite in faculty! in form and moving how express and admirable! in action how like an angel! in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world! the paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? ↗

— William Shakespeare

#piece-of-work #quintessence-of-dust #shakespeare #soliloquy #william-shakespeare

I don't think Hamlet is mad, nor is he predisposed to be a gloomy or tragic figure. ↗

— Kenneth Branagh

#gloomy #hamlet #i #mad #nor