"Interred with Their Bones" Quotes
A scholar gets caught up in a deadly treasure hunt for a lost Shakespearean play.
mystery | 432 pages | Published in NaN
Quotes
The play's the thing, wherein I'll catch the conscience of the King.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
What a piece of work is a man!
To be, or not to be, that is the question.
Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me.
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale her infinite variety.
The miserable change now at my end Lament nor sorrow at; but please your thoughts In feeding them with those my former fortunes Wherein I lived, the greatest prince o' th' world, The noblest; and do now not basely die, Not cowardly put off my helmet to My countryman.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears: I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
