This Blessed Plot, This Earth, This Realm,

One Good Deed Dying Tongueless Slaughters A Thousand Waiting Upon That. Our Praises Are Our Wages.

Lord, What Fools These Mortals Be!

Where Is Polonius? Hamlet In Heaven. Send Hither To See. If Your Messenger Find Him Not There, Seek Him I' Th' Other Place Yourself. But If Indeed You Find Him Not Within This Month, You Shall Nose Him As You Go Up The Stairs Into The Lobby.

The Devil Hath Power To Assume A Pleasing Shape.

Then Know, That I Have Little Wealth To Lose. A Man I Am, Crossed With Adversity; My Riches Are These Poor Habiliments, Of Which If You Should Here Disfurnish Me, You Take The Sum And Substance That I Have.