I will not be going to England, from now on I will decide what's best. #myturn#imincharge
"To hide the slain? O, from this time forth, / My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth." (4.4.65-66)
I have lost the love of my life. I will always love you Ophelia.
"I loved Ophelia. Forty thousand brothers / Could not with all their quantity of love / Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?" (271-273)
Oh poor Ophelia, she has lost her sanity.
"Poor Ophelia / Divided from herself and her fair judgement, / Without which we are pictures or mere beasts." (4.5.84-86)
I'm being chased through my castle, they're trying to catch me #gg#gotcaught
"The body is with the King, but the King is not with the body. / The King is a thing- / A thing my lord? / Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after." (4.2.27-31)
I may have slain a man, not the king, however. #whoops#mybadbro
"O, I am slain. / O me, what hast thou done? / Nay, I know not. Is it the King? / O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!" (3.4.26-29)
My father is in prayer so I shall save my deed for when he has sinned. #yougotlucky
"No! / Up, sword, and know thou a more horrid hent. / That has no relish of salvation in ’t—Then trip him, / And that his soul may be as damned and black / As hell, whereto it goes." (3.3.87-94)
My uncle's reaction has proven me right #goteem
"The king rises. / What, frighted with false fire? / How fares my lord? / Give o’er the play. / Give me some light, away! / Lights, lights, lights!" (3.2.271-276)
I'm feeling very alone right now, I feel betrayed.
"To be, or not to be? That is the question: / Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer / The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, / Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, / And, by opposing, end them? (3.1.56-60)"
I will observe my uncle during the play and see how he reacts.
"I’ll have these players / Play something like the murder of my father /
Before mine uncle. / If he do blench, I know my course. The play’s the thing / Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the king. (2.2.606-617)"
Play tomorrow and everyone is invited!!! #liveperformance 🎭💃
"Follow him, friends. We’ll hear a play tomorrow. / Dost thou hear me, old friend? / Can you play The Murder of Gonzago? / Ay, my lord." (2.2.546-549)
My friends come to visit me. Turns out they were sent by my uncle.
"You were sent for, / and there is a kind of confession in your looks / which
your modesties have not craft enough to color. / I know
the good king and queen have sent for you." (2.2.285-289)
Polonius is checking to see what is the cause of my madness #fishmonger
"Do you know me, my lord? / Excellent well. You are a fishmonger. / Not I, my lord. / Then I would say you were so honest a man." (2.2.173-176)
My father’s death will not be forgotten and I will make sure of it. #whereyouat#watchyourback
O cursèd spite, / That ever I was born to set it right! / Nay, come, let’s go together. (1.5.188-190)
Nor customary suits of solemn black, / Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, / No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected ‘havior of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly. (1.2.76-83)
Horatio informs me of the presence of a ghost that resembles my father’s figure, I must approach. #spooky
Let us impart what we have seen tonight / Unto young Hamlet, for, upon my life, / This spirit, dumb to us, will speak to him. (1.1.169-171)