O, No The Apprehension of The Good

Statement:

Oh, who can hold a fire in his hand

By thinking on the frosty Caucasus?

Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite

By bare imagination of a feast?

Or wallow naked in December snow

By thinking on fantastic summer's heat?

Oh no, the apprehension of the good

Gives but the greater feeling to the worse;

Fell sorrow's tooth doth never rankle more

Than when it bites but lanceth not the sore.

Shakespeare, William (1564 - 1616), Richard II