"I will," says Laertes. "Thou knowest as well as I that I was not raised to confide my hurts in others--they were matters to be locked within the safe sphere of the family, and managed by that family's head. It was worse for thee; even the sphere of the family was not a safe place for thy hurts, so they had no compass but within thine unquiet breast. But perhaps we can learn another way together."