Quotes of the Week - May 5, 2008:
"I am so sorry. I had no idea." -- Elizabeth Fritzl, mother
of the girl kept prisoner in a basement in Austria by her father for 24
years.
"Some of the comments that Rev Wright has made offend me, and I understand
why they offend the American people. He does not speak for me. He does
not speak for the American people." -- Barack Obama on his old pastor.
"I am sure I had it. It's why men want to bonk everything that moves
." -- Singer Chris de Burgh explaining how a mid-life crisis made
him want to have sex with his children's nanny.
Hillary Clinton is talking tough. She said if Israel is ever attacked
by Iran, she would obliterate Iran. Although, she does admire the Iranians
for stoning adulterers. -- Chatshow host Jay Leno.
Authors: Shakespeare - Hamlet Quotes, Famous Hamlet Quotes, Quotations
He
would drown the stage with tears,
And cleave the general ear with horrid speech,
Make mad the guilty, and appal the free,
Confound the ignorant, and amaze, indeed,
The very faculties of eyes and ears. Hamlet, 2. 2
I
have heard,
That guilty creatures sitting at a play
Have by the very cunning of the scene
Been struck so to the soul that presently
They have proclaimed their malefactions;
For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak
With most miraculous organ. Hamlet, 2. 2
The
devil hath power
To assume a pleasing shape. Hamlet, 2. 2
Abuses
me to damn me. Hamlet, 2. 2
The
play 's the thing
Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king. Hamlet, 2. 2
With
devotion's visage
And pious action we do sugar o'er
The devil himself. Hamlet, 3. 1
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? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to,-'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. Hamlet, 3. 1
Nymph,
in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered. Hamlet, 3. 1
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