hamlet
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- To be, not to be : that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer. The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
- No more: and by a sleep to say we end. The heart ache and the thousand natural shocks. That flesh is heir to, tis a consummation. Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream: ay there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
- To grunt and sweat under a weary life, but that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn. No traveller returns, puzzles the will and makes us rather bear those ills we have. Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
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