“My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts never to heaven go.”

“Words without thoughts never to heaven go.”

“Then others for breath of words respect,Me for my dumb thoughts, speaking in effect.”

“What do you read, my lord?HAMLET: Words, words, words.”

“What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.”

“What, all so soon asleep! I wish mine eyesWould, with themselves, shut up my thoughts...”

“These words are razors to my wounded heart".”