<p><em style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: initial;">But, O, what form of prayer can serve my turn? “Forgive me my foul murder [of Hamlet’s father]”? That cannot be since I am still possessed of those effects for which I did the murder: my crown, mine own ambition, and my queen ... What then? What rests? Try what repentance can. What can it not? Yet what can it, when one cannot repent? ... My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. Words without thoughts never to heaven go. </em></p>
Hamlet (3:3:55-59,68-70,102-103) – Claudius in prayer