I'll be damned for never a king's son in Christendom.

What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, That he should weep for her?

From this day forward until the end of the world...we in it shall be remembered...we band of brothers.

Out, damned spot! out, I say! One: two: why, then 'tis time to do't. Hell is murky!

Foul cankering rust the hidden treasure frets, but gold that's put to use more gold begets.

Will you walk out of the air, my lord? HAMLET Into my grave.

It is not night when I do see your face, Therefore I think I am not in the night; Nor doth this wood lack worlds of company, For you in my respect are all the world: Then how can it be said I am alone, When all the world is here to look on me?