To be, or 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 sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country Hamlet, Act III, Scene I [To be, or not to be]
William Shakespeare, 1564 1616
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 sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country Hamlet, Act III, Scene I [To be, or not to be]
William Shakespeare, 1564 1616
