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; [...]
