KENT: "I thought the King [...]"

LEAR: "Meantime we shall express [...]"

GONERIL: "Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter [...]"

CORDELIA: "I am sure my love's [...]"

CORDELIA: "I cannot heave / My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty [...]"

LEAR: "So young, and so untender?"

LEAR: "[T]hy truth, then [...]"

LEAR: "We still retain / The name, and all the additions to a king [...]"

KENT: "Think'st thou that duty shall have dread to speak [...]"

KENT: "Thy youngest daughter does not love thee least [...]"

KENT: "See better, Lear; and let me still remain [...]"

KENT: "[Y]our large speeches may your deeds approve [...]"

LEAR: "Sir, there she stands: [...]"

CORDELIA: "If for I want that glib and oily art [...]"

CORDELIA: "what I well intend [...]"

CORDELIA: "A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue [...]"

CORDELIA: "I know you what you are [...]"

CORDELIA: "Time shall unfold what plaited cunning hides: [...]"

GONERIL: "[I]f our father carry authority with such dispositions as he bears, [...]"

EDMUND: "And pat he comes like the catastrophe of the old comedy: [...]"

EDMUND: "I have told you what I have seen and heard; [...]"

GONERIL: "When he returns from hunting, [...]"

GONERIL: "Put on what weary negligence you please, [...]"

GONERIL: "And let his knights have colder looks among you; / What grows of it, no matter [...]"

KENT: "If but as well I other accents borrow, / That can my speech defuse [...]"

KENT: "I do profess to be no less than I seem [...]"

KENT: "[Y]ou have that in your countenance [...]"

KENT: "I can keep honest counsel, ride, run [...]"

LEAR: "I have perceived a most faint neglect of late; [...]"

GONERIL: "[P]ut away / These dispositions [...]"

LEAR: "Doth any here know me? This is not Lear: [...]"

LEAR: "[B]y the marks of sovereignty, knowledge, and reason [...]"

LEAR: "O most small fault, [...]"

LEAR: "Thou shalt find / That I'll resume the shape [...]"

FOOL: "Thou canst tell why one's nose stands i'the middle on's face? [...]"

FOOL: "Shalt see thy other daughter will use thee kindly; [...]"

EDMUND: "[H] ave you nothing said [...]"

EDMUND: "In cunning I must draw my sword upon you [...]"

EDMUND: "Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion [...]"

GLOUCESTER: "[H]is picture
I will send far and near [...]"

CORNWALL: "For you, Edmund, / Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant / So much commend itself [...]"

CORNWALL: "Why art thou angry?"

KENT: "Such smiling rogues as these, / Like rats [...]"

CORNWALL: "This is some fellow, / Who, having been praised for bluntness [...]"

CORNWALL: "These kind of knaves I know, which in this plainness [...]"

KENT: "I know, sir, I am no
flatterer: [...]"

EDGAR: "Whiles I may 'scape, / I will preserve myself: and am bethought [...]"

EDGAR: "[M]y face I'll grime with filth;
Blanket my loins: elf all my hair in knots [...]"

EDGAR: "Poor Turlygod! poor Tom! [...]"

FOOL: "All that follow their noses are led by their eyes but blind men; [...]"

LEAR: "No, Regan, thou shalt never have my curse: [...]"

GONERIL: "All's not offence that indiscretion finds [...]"

LEAR: "If only to go warm were gorgeous, [...]"

KENT: "There is division, / Although as yet the face of it be cover'd / With mutual cunning [...]"

KENT: "For confirmation that I am much more / Than my out-wall [...]"

FOOL: "For there was never yet fair woman [...]"

LEAR: "And here's another, whose warp'd looks proclaim [...]"

EDGAR: "My tears begin to take his part so much, [...]"

REGAN: "Thou call'st on him that hates thee: it was he [...]

GLOUCESTER: "O my follies! [...]"

GLOUCESTER: "I have no way, and therefore want no eyes; [...]

GLOUCESTER: "O dear son Edgar, / The food of thy abused father's wrath! [...]"

GLOUCESTER: "I'the last night's storm I such a fellow saw; [...]"

ALBANY: "Wisdom and goodness to the vile seem vile: [...]"

ALBANY: "[H]owe'er thou art a fiend, [...]"

LEAR: "Your eyes are in a heavy case, your purse in a light [...]"

LEAR: "A man may see how this world goes [...]"

LEAR: "Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear; [...]"

LEAR: "Get thee glass eyes; / And like a scurvy politician [...]"

LEAR: "I know not what to say. / I will not swear these are my hands [...]"

EDGAR: "[W]retched though I seem, [...]"

LEAR: "[W]e'll live, / And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh [...]"

EDGAR: "Maugre thy strength, youth, place, and eminence, / Despite thy victor sword and fire-new fortune, / Thy valour and thy heart, [...]"

EDMUND: "In wisdom I should ask thy name; [...]"

EDGAR: "The bloody proclamation to escape, / That follow'd me so near [...]"

LEAR: "She's dead as earth. Lend me a looking-glass; [...]