One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.

ROSENCRANTZ My lord, you must tell us where the body is, and go with us to the king. HAMLET The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing - GUILDENSTERN A thing my lord? HAMLET Of nothing. Bring me to him. Hide fox, and all after!

Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.

No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth

To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.

To have seen much and to have nothing is to have rich eyes and poor hands.

Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires.