Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour 's at the stake.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 4.
So full of artless jealousy is guilt,
It spills itself in fearing to be spilt.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.
We know what we are, but know not what we may be.
Hamlet. Act iv. Sc. 5.