"We weave our moral world of strands of sin," says Laertes wryly, releasing Claudius's hand to serve a slice of roast beef onto his plate. "What, then of the sacraments? What of extreme unction, of marriage and baptism, of holy communion? The business of this world matters to God, or there would be no sacraments. I cannot think that God would appoint us to care for each other, and then despise us when that care begets pleasure. Surely a glad wedding is as pleasing to God as a solemn one--and there is something holy in coupling, which is written not in scripture but on my bones."