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.

Put forth thy hand, reach at the glorious gold.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love.

Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust? And, live we how we can, yet die we must.

Haply for I am black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have; or for I am declined Into the vale of years—yet that’s not much— She’s gone. I am abused, and my relief Must be to loathe her. O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad And live upon the vapor of a dungeon Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others’ uses. Yet ’tis the plague of great ones; Prerogatived are they less than the base. ’Tis destiny unshunnable, like death.

He hath a heart as sound as a bell, and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue speaks.

These words are razors to my wounded heart.