Ophelia Quotes

Ophelia Quote of the day

One may smile, and smile, and be a villain.

Pray, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts.

There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember.

Hamlet: Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Ophelia: 'Tis brief, my lord. Hamlet: As woman's love.

Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee. What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B?

I must be cruel only to be kind; Thus bad begins, and worse remains behind.

There is special providence in the fall of a sparrow.

The native hue of resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought; and enterprises of great pitch and moment, With this regard, their currents turn awry, and lose the name of action.

A man can smile and smile and be a villain.

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

You Jig, you amble, and you lisp.

My words fly up, my thoughts remain below

I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum.

Be patient, Ophelia. Love, Hamlet

From this time forth My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

Murder most foul, as in the best it it; But this most foul, strange, and unnatural.

You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances.

But to my mind, though I am native here, And to the manner born, it is a custom, More honored in the breach than the observance.

A violet in the youth of primy nature, Forward, not permanent--sweet, not lasting; The perfume and suppliance of a minute; No more.

I will speak daggers to her, but use none.

To be, or not to be; that is the bare bodkin That makes calamity of so long life.

Why, what should be the fear? I do not set my life at a pin's fee.

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone.

With devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself.

'Tis better to bear the ills we have than fly to others that we know not of.

What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven?

Nymph, in thy orisons be all my sins remembered!

Some people consider the way Shakespeare was writing about Ophelia as erotomania-that she was delusional in thinking that Hamlet was in love with her. But I don't think so.

More matter with less art.

I do not set my life at a pin's fee, And for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?

I shall the effect of this good lesson keeps as watchman to my heart.

The time is out of joint : O cursed spite, that ever I was born to set it right!

You cannot, sir, take from me any thing that I will more willingly part withal: except my life, except my life, except my life.

That if you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty.

It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

How is it that the clouds still hang on you?

woah is me to have seen what i seen see what i see

Lillian Gish may be a charming person, but she is not Ophelia. She comes on stage as if she had been sent for to sew rings on the new curtains.

I took the role of Ophelia in Hamlet because she is so naive, loving, and innocent.

What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia.

But soft you, the fair Ophelia: Ope not thy ponderous and marble jaws, But get thee to a nunnery - go!

Ophelia was bonkers, right? And Juliet was what, a sixth-grader?

They think thee mad? I'll show thou mad, my lord.

The Mad Scene. Enter Ophelia!

It’s about finding your own twisted perfection, letting yourself fall too far andtaking a chance. If you’ve done all that. You have no reason to give up. Not now.