| To be or not to be! | | |
| I have written to my friend the King of Norway. | | |
| He has shown many signs of love for me. | | |
| Yes, the worst kind of murder. | | |
| Now, I am alone, a prisoner of my thought. | | |
| Oh, how can a great man fall so low? | | |
| It is dangerous when important people lose their minds. | | |
| Don't try to be kind to him. | | |
| My husband's murderer? | | |
| Sick? My mind and body are as healthy as yours! | | |
| Oh Hamlet, yo have cut my heart in two. | | |
| We know what we are. Not what we can become. | | |
| Where is my father? | | |
| I shall send him away before the sun comes up. | | |
| I understand your grief, but I am not your father's murderer. | | |
| I have words of fire to speak but first I have a thousand tears to cry. | | |
| He destroyed my happiness and has tried to take my life. | | |
| If your heart isn't happy, listen to it. | | |
| I'll hit him now. But my heart tells me that this is wrong. | | |
| A brave heart has broken. Goodnight, sweet Prince. | | |
