Hamlet Act 2 And 3 Quotes

#1. The surest way of ruining a youth is to teach him to respect those who think as he does more highly than those who think differently from him.

Friedrich Nietzsche

#2. The Open Access Movement has fought valiantly to ensure that scientists do not sign their copyrights away but instead ensure their work is published on the Internet, under terms that allow anyone to access it.

Aaron Swartz

#3. Could fulfillment be felt as deeply as loss.

Kiran Desai

#4. The devil can site scripture for his own purpose! An evil soul producing holy witness is like a villain with a smiling cheek.

William Shakespeare

#5. In the corrupted currents of this world
Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law. . .
(Claudius, from Hamlet, Act 3, scene 3)

William Shakespeare

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

William Shakespeare

#7. Being unique is never easy, and often, by the time culture catches up with you, there are only a few people who notice.

Henry Rollins

#8. Ghost: Murder most foul, as in the best it is. But this most foul, strange and unnatural.

William Shakespeare

#9. Make portraits of people in typical, familiar poses, being sure above all to give their faces the same kind of expression as their bodies.

Edgar Degas

#10. Good Gad! It looks like the last act of Hamlet in here.
Turnip banged his head against his clenched fists, making inarticulate moaning noises.
Pinchingdale gave him an odd look. 'I had no idea you felt so strongly about the play, Fitzhugh.

Lauren Willig

#11. Our home tells a story about us, so we may as well take the opportunity to make it a stylish one.

Deborah Needleman

#12. It's a pity that the rich have more freedom to hang or drown themselves than the rest of us Christians.

William Shakespeare

#13. The first rule of doing work that matters: Go to work on a regular basis.

Seth Godin

#14. The house was immaculate, as always, not a stray hair anywhere, not a flake of dandruff or a crumpled towel. Even the roses on the dining-room table held their breath. A kind of airless cleanliness that always made me want to sneeze.

Sandra Cisneros