Act I Scene I
You are not worth the dust which the rude wind
Blows in your face.
"'Tis best to weigh
The enemy more mighty than he seemsâ€
Act II Scene I
Enter Lotus Kamal
"How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child!"
"O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!"
Act II Scene I
After Imrul gets out by a bad decision.
Billy Bowden: Fair is foul, and foul is fair.
Tamim muses after he gets out:
"Methinks sometimes I have no more wit
than a Christian or an ordinary man has:
but I am a great eater of beef
and I believe that does harm to my wit." [pause]
"What day is day, night night, and time is time,
Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time;
Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit,
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief. Your noble son is mad. . . ."
"Parting is such sweet sorrow,
that I shall say good night till it be morrow." Junaid at the other end:
Sehwag seeing the scorecard:
"Lord, what fools these mortals be!"
"And worse I may be yet: the worst is not,
So long as we can say,
This is the worst."
He too gets out
"Better a witty fool than a foolish wit." [pause]
"I dare do all that may become a man;
Who dares do more, is none."
Shakib in disgust:
Our separation so abides and flies
That thou, residing here, goes yet with me,
And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee.
Athar Ali Khan:
"If this were play'd upon a stage now, I could condemn it as an improbable fiction."
[Aside] Though this be madness, yet there is method in't. [pause]
"We know what we are, but know not what we may become."
Sunil Gavaskar on Ashraful:
"Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it; he died
As one that had been studied in his death,
To throw away the dearest thing he ow'd,
As 'twere a careless trifle." [pause]
â€œWhat's done can't be undone.â€
"To climb steep hills requires slow pace at first.
"Time ... thou ceaseless lackey to eternity."
BC in uproar:
When sorrows come, they come not single spies,
But in battalions.
"As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods, â€”
They kill us for their sport."
"Out!" [pause] "The nature of bad news infects the teller."
"I will praise any man that will praise me."
Is this her fault or mine?
The tempter or the tempted, who sins most? Ha!
Not she; nor doth she tempt; but it is I
That, lying by the violet in the sun,
Do as the carrion does, not as the flower,
Corrupt with virtuous season.
Shakib nicks one to Dhoni
Zaheer Khan gleefully
"O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint,
With saints dost bait thy hook!"
Is that temptation that doth goad us on
To sin in loving nature."
Shakib soliloquoy (on his shot selection):
"To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil."
Twelfth man of BD walks in:
"O! what a rogue and peasant slave am I!"
Mahmudullah Riyad (at the middle of his master innings)
"I and my sword will earn our chronicle."
Walks up to his partner....
"Let not the piece of virtue which is set
Betwixt us, as the cement of our love
To keep it builded, be the ram to batter
The fortress of it. For better might we
Have loved without this mean, if on both parts
This not be cherished."
Mushfiq walks in.
An Indian player:
Look like the innocent flower,
But be the serpent under it.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
When maidens sue,
Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel,
All their petitions are as freely theirs
As they themselves would owe them.
"When beggars die there are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes." -Shafiul laments after his dismissal
"Why then tonight let us assay our plot."
"Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast". -commentator Shiva as Rubel almost runs out Riyad
Sunny on stadium crowd before Riyad's anticipated century:
There is a tide in the affairs of men.
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.
"As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him." -Harbhajan Singh after bowling out Rubel
"We have seen better days". - BC fans
"I have not slept one wink." -AsifTheManRahman
"Beware the ides of March." -England captain Cook warns about the forthcoming tour
"The rest is silence"