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Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard

"I can do you murderers..."

"... or ravished virgins"

"Ay, there's the rub"

"We could play at questions"

"What's your name when you're at home?"

"You come back to find that hardly was the corpse cold before his younger brother popped unto the throne and into his sheets thereby offending both legal and natural practice. Now why exactly are you behaving in this extraordinary manner?"

"Death followed by eternity, the worse of both worlds"

"The old man is...?"

"What a fine persecution—to be kept intrigued without ever quite being enlightened." 

"Very good, very good! Took me in completely, didn't she take you in completely? Encore, encore!"

"It would have been nice to have had unicorns." 

"We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the words for it. Before we know that there are words. Out we come, bloodied and squalling, with the knowledge that for all the compasses in the world, there's only one direction. And time is its only measure." 

"We're on a boat. Dark, isn't it?" 

"Not for night." - "No, not for night".

"There: divine intervention, that is to say, a good turn from above concerning her, cf. children of Israel, or retribution from above concerning me, cf. Lot's wife" 

Now, counter to the previous syllogism:...If we postulate, and we just have, that within un-, sub- or supernatural forces the probability is that the law of probability will not operate as a factor, then we must accept that the probability of the first part will not operate as a factor, in which case the law of probability will operate as a factor within un, sub- or supernatural forces after all; in all probability, that is."

"We're more of the love, blood, and rhetoric school. Well, we can do you blood and love without the rhetoric, and we can do you blood and rhetoric without the love, and we can do you all three concurrent or consecutive. But we can't give you love and rhetoric without the blood. Blood is compulsory. They're all blood, you see." 

"Alfred, disport yourself"

"There, see anything you like?"

I'm too sexy for my shirt...

"I'll report you to the authorities, perverts! I know your game alright, it's all filth!"

"What did you have in mind? A short blunt human pyramid?" 

Your diction will go to pieces - Your lines will be cut - To dumbshows - And dramatic pauses

"There we were - demented children mincing about in clothes that no one ever wore, speaking as no man ever spoke, swearing love in wigs and rhymed couplets, killing each other with wooden swords, hollow protestations of faith hurled after empty promises of vengeance - and every gesture, every pose, vanishing into the thin unpopulated air. We ransomed our dignity to the clouds, and the uncomprehending birds listened. Don't you see?! We're actors - we're the opposite of people!" 

"Is that what you imagine? Is that it? No fear?"

"Life in a box is better than no life at all, I expect. You'd have a chance at least. You could lie there thinking: Well, at least I'm not dead." 

"It was urgent. A matter of extreme urgency, a royal summons, his very words"

"You know I'd no idea ... I mean I'd heard of, but I never actually -" 

"We can give  you a tumble if that's  your taste and times being what they are...  Otherwise, for a jingle of coin we can do you a selection of gory romances, full of  fine cadence  
and corpses, pirated from Italian;and it doesn't take much to  make a   jingle - even a 
single coin has music in."

"Pirates could happen to anyone." 

"Rhetoric! Game and match!"

"The body is with the King, but the King is not with the body. The King is a thing"

"In our experience, most things end in death"

When I have rencontred you,

You was a jeune fille au pair,

And I put a spell on you,

And you rouled a pelle to me.

"If we have a destiny, then so had she - and if this is ours, then that was hers - and if there are no explanations for us, let there be none for her"

"Oh, come, come Rosencrantz - no flattery - it was merely competent"

"That's it, then, is it?"

That's it!