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• Horatio, thou art e'en as just a man As e'er my conversation coped withal.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• Thrift, thrift, Horatio! the funeral baked meats Did coldly furnish forth the marriage tables.
  Would I had met my dearest foe in heaven Or ever I had seen that day....
• That it should come to this! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• A little month. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• The memory be green. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• With an auspicious and a dropping eye, With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• I have shot mine arrow o'er the house, And hurt my brother.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 2...
• O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's eye, tongue, sword.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 1...