William Shakespeare. Hamlet (№ 98201)

Get thee to a nunnery. Why bring forth into the light of sinners? I myself, half the sin, the virtuous man, however, can accuse him of such things, that I better not be born. I'm proud, I'm a vindictive, ambitious. My services in so many sins that I can't fit them in the mind, can't give them the image in the imagination, don't have the time to fulfill them. What such creatures as I do, crawling between heaven and earth? We are liars one and all. Believe none of us. Better go to a monastery.