Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: To be or not to be, that is the question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing, end them.


--Laurence Olivier (as Hamlet) in Hamlet

Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause: there's the respect That makes calamity of so long life; For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? 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 enterprises of great pith and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action.


--Laurence Olivier (as Hamlet) in Hamlet

Hamlet, Prince of Denmark: To die, to sleep; to sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub. For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause.


--Laurence Olivier (as Hamlet) in Hamlet

Heathcliff: But I'll be back in this house one day, Judge Linton and I'll pay you out. I'll bring this house down in ruins about your heads. That's my curse on you! On all of you!


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights

Heathcliff: Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest so long as I live on! I killed you. Haunt me, then! Haunt your murderer! I know that ghosts have wandered on the Earth. Be with me always. Take any form, drive me mad, only do not leave me in this dark alone where I cannot find you. I cannot live without my life! I cannot die without my soul.


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights

Heathcliff: Do you forbid what your heart is saying to you now?
Cathy: It's saying nothing.
Heathcliff: I can hear it louder than the music. Oh, Cathy. Cathy.


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights

Heathcliff: Catherine! Catherine! Catherine!


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights

Heathcliff: Cathy! Cathy! Come in! Cathy! Come back to me! Oh Cathy, do come! Oh, do, once more! Oh, my heart’s darling! Cathy! My own… my…Cathy!


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights

Cathy: Heathcliff, you must go away. You must leave this house and never come back to it. I never want to see your face again or listen to your voice again as long as I live.
Heathcliff: You lie! Why do you think I'm here tonight? Because you willed it. You willed me here across the sea.


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights

Cathy: I'm not the Cathy that was. Can you understand that? I'm somebody else. I'm another man's wife, and he loves me. And I love him.
Heathcliff: If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day. Not he. Not the world. Not even you, Cathy, can come between us.


--Laurence Olivier (as Heathcliff) in Wuthering Heights