"Is this dagger which I see before me,/ The handle towards me? Come let me clutch/ thee:"(2.233-34)
"A dagger of the mind, a false creation/ Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?" (2.1.37-38)
"Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going;" (2.1.42)
"Mine eyes are made the fools o'the other senses/ or else worth all the rest;" (2.1.44-45)
"There's no such thing:/ It is the bloody business which informs/ Thus to my eyes. Now o'er the one half-world/ Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse" (2.1.47-50)
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"Which now suits with it. While I treat, he lives:/ Words to the heat to deeds too cold breath gives." (2.1.60-61)
