outrageous fortune

Studying Hamlet would be a horrifying experience, but the writing is just so good. A few of my favourite lines:

O day and night, but this is wondrous strange!
 There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
than are dreamt of in our philosophy

The play’s the thing
Wherein I’ll catch the conscience of the king.

^The scene that accompanies this line is especially awesome in the movie adaption by Kenneth Branagh. (3:38)

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprise of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action

from the play within a play:

I do believe you think what now you speak,
But what we do determine oft we break.
Purpose is but the slave to memory,
Of violent birth, but poor validity:
Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree,
But fall unshaken when they mellow be.
Most necessary 'tis that we forget
To pay ourselves what to ourselves debt:
What to ourselves in passion we propose,
The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
The violence of either grief or joy
Their own enactures with themselves destroy:
Where joy revels, grief doth most lament'
Grief joys, joy grieves, on slender accident.
This world is not for aye, nor 'tis not strange,
That even our loves should with our fortunes change,
For 'this a question left us yet to prove,
Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.
[...]
But, orderly to end where I begun,
Our wills and fates do so contrary run,
That our devices still are overthrown,
Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own;
So think thou wilt no second husband wed,
But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead. 

Sounds so awesome when spoken *u* If there is indeed an oral presentation, I better be allowed to deliver this. 

Polonius also says some really good lines for the fool he is.