Hamlet’s Worldview

By Sophilyn Zhou

How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world!Fie on’t! O fie! ’tis an unweeded garden,That grows to seed;(1.2.133-136)

O most wicked speed, to postWith such dexterity to incestuous sheets!(1.2.156-157)

To be, or not to be: that is the question:Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,And by opposing end them.(3.1.57-61)

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,The pang of despised love, the law’s delay,The insolence of office, and the spurnsThat patient merit of the unworthy takes,(3.1.71-75)

Makes marriage vows As false as dicers’ oaths: O, such a deedAs from the body of contraction plucks The very soul, and sweet religion makes A rhapsody of words:(3.4.46-50)

What is a man,If his chief good and market of his timeBe but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.(4.4.32-34)

Here’s a fine revolution, if we had the trick to see’t.(5.1.88)

Since no man has aught of what he leaves, what is’ t to leave betimes? Let be.(5.2.213-215)