By heaven, I'll make a ghost of him that lets me.

Brevity is the soul of wit.

So full of artless jealousy is guilt, It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.

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.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

There's a divinity that shapes our ends, Rough-hew them how we will.

Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears.

Sweets to the sweet.

The Play's the Thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.

A knavish speech sleeps in a fool's ear.

To be honest, as this world goes, is to be one man picked out of ten thousand.

May I never dishonour the name of God.

God treats us the same way we treat one another

Time is your acquaintance. Life is your friend. Death is your opponent. Eternity is your companion.

How can anyone see straight when he does not see himself and the darkness he unconsciously carries with him into all his dealings?

... patients seldom run amuck at mealtime.

The world is not that black and white, Rachel. There are no moral absolutes. It is complex.

If you know where it's going, it's not worth doing.

What the matter, Zarek? You afraid to die? (Thanatos) Dying’s easy. It’s living that’s hard. (Zarek)

Fate, then, is the nothing of anxiety.

I, for one, am tired of seeing movies about men damaging each other.