Hamlet
A goodly one; in which there are many confines, wards and dungeons, Denmark being one o’ the worst.
Rosencrantz
We think not so, my lord.
Hamlet
Why, then, ’tis none to you; for there is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so: to me it is a prison.
Rosencrantz
Why then, your ambition makes it one; ’tis too narrow for your mind.
Hamlet
O God, I could be bounded in a nut-shell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.