Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I'll draw a sketch of thee. What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B? — Spike Milligan Copy Share Image
I took the role of Ophelia in Hamlet because she is so naive, loving, and innocent. — Julia Stiles Copy Share Image
What should such fellows as I do crawling between earth and heaven? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O, from this time forth, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Pray, love, remember: and there is pansies, that's for thoughts. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“O, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You speak like a green girl / unsifted in such perilous circumstances. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What's your hurry?" Because now is the only time there ever is to do a thing in," said Miss Ophelia. — Harriet Beecher Stowe Copy Share Image
Some people consider the way Shakespeare was writing about Ophelia as erotomania-that she was delusional in thinking that Hamlet was in love… — Jack White Copy Share Image
It is not unknown for fathers with a brace of daughters to reel off their names in order of birth when summoning… — Alan Bradley Copy Share Image
Lillian Gish may be a charming person, but she is not Ophelia. She comes on stage as if she had been sent… — Mrs. Patrick Campbell Copy Share Image
“And the poet says that by starlight You come seeking, in the night, the flowers that you picked And that he has… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
What on earth is modern exegesis up to? Oh, little lazy one! Some red wine and up! Off you go, brandishing your… — Louis Aragon Copy Share Image
“She speaks much of her father; says she hears There’s tricks i’ the world; and hems, and beats her heart; Spurns enviously… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“It’s about finding your own twisted perfection, letting yourself fall too far and taking a chance. If you’ve done all that. You… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
If thou dost marry, I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry: be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In the early fight for women's rights, the point was not that women were morally superior or better. The conversation was about… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Having become conscious of the truth he once perceived, man now sees only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence, he now… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
There is a willow grows aslant a brook, That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream; There with fantastic garlands did… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
What I love in a woman is not what she is in and for herself, but the side of herself she turns… — Milan Kundera Copy Share Image
Too much of water hast thou poor Ophelia, and therefore I forbid my tears. But yet it is our trick, let shame… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“In his mind’s eye, though, he sees— —Taliban moving like scorpions across a similar landscape his own caravan blown to shit blood… — Don Winslow Copy Share Image
The madness of the eyes is the lure of the abyss. Sirens lurk in the dark depths of the pupils as they… — Jean Lorrain Copy Share Image
“He feels ennui depression adrift in his life. Purposeless, perhaps because —dig a well in the Sudan and thejanjaweed come in and… — Don Winslow Copy Share Image
“I On the calm black water where the stars are sleeping White Ophelia floats like a great lily; Floats very slowly, lying… — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
“As Hamlet said to Ophelia, ”God has given you one face, and you make yourself another." The battle between these two halves… — Emily Thorne Copy Share Image
“There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember; and there is pansies, that’s for thoughts... There’s fennel for you, and columbines; there’s… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Tis in my memory lock'd, And you yourself shall keep the key of it. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance. Pray you, love, remember. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Hamlet: Is this a prologue, or the posy of a ring? Ophelia: 'Tis brief, my lord. Hamlet: As woman's love. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Good morrow, 'tis Saint Valentine's Day, All in the morn betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your valentine. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers could not, with all their quantity of love, make up my sum. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
But soft you, the fair Ophelia: Ope not thy ponderous and marble jaws, But get thee to a nunnery - go! — Mark Twain Copy Share Image
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
