PLAYER QUEEN: Marrying another man would be treason to my heart. Curse me if I take a second husband.
PLAYER QUEEN: No woman should marry a second man unless it was she who killed off the first!
HAMLET: Bitter, bitter!
PLAYER QUEEN: A woman may marry again for money, but never for love. If I let my second husband kiss me in our bed, it would be like killing the first one all over again.
PLAYER KING: I believe that you think that now, but that which we promise we often break.
PLAYER KING: Our intentions are only as strong as our memories: They wither as time fades. The promises we make in moments of passion lose their power once that emotion passes.
PLAYER KING: This world is not forever. It’s no surprise that our loves change with our luck!
PLAYER KING: We can have our little dreams, but the fates decide our futures. You think now that you’ll never remarry, but your conviction will die with me.