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.

And how his audit stands who knows, save Heaven?

I do know when the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows.

Death is my son-in-law, death is my heir.

Infirm of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead are but as pictures: ‘tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil

We are such stuff that dreams are made of.

Frailty, thy name is woman!