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• The rest is silence. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v, Sc. 2
• A little month. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• That it should come to this! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• The memory be green. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• Season your admiration for a while. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act i, Sc. 2
• Nay, then, let the devil wear black, for I 'll have a suit of sables.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• Still harping on my daughter. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• Let the galled jade wince, our withers are unwrung.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 2...
• And let me wring your heart; for so I shall, If it be made of penetrable stuff.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc. 4...