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... To die, to sleep. No more: And by sleep to say we end. To suffer the heartache and a thousand natural shocks. That flesh it to heir? To sleep, to die, perchance to dream forever more. Aye, there is the rub, for in that sleep of death, what dreams may come, when we shuffle of this mortal coil? Must give us pause! And the rest I forget. Surprised I remembered it that well.
Eh, I respect the work of Shakespeare and see it's significance but god if it's not boring at times. With Hamlet, just wait till it gets better, about Act 2 or so. Whenever he tries to trap Claudius in the play. I am very good at being a Cunning Linguist, am I right ladies?
And by opposing, end them. The "forever more" bit was not there if memory serves. I memorized this once upon a time as well. The rest is lost, not as memorable as the opening piece.
To be or not to be? That is the question- Wether '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 heartache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to- 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished! To die, to sleep. To sleep, perchance to dream- ay, there's the rub, For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life. etc. Also, just for lols, a modern english translation which just doesn't have the same ring to it. The question is: is it better to be alive or dead? Is it nobler to put up with all the nasty things that luck throws your way, or to fight against all those troubles by simply putting an end to them once and for all? Dying, sleeping- that's all dying is- a sleep that ends all the heartache and shocks that life on earth gives us- that's an achievement to wish for. To die, to sleep- to sleep, maybe to dream. Ah, but there's the catch: in death's sleep who knows what kind of dreams might come, after we've put the noise and commotion of life behind us. That's certainly something to worry about. That's the consideration that makes us stretch out our sufferings so long. etc. ~Shakespeare, Hamlet Act 3 scene 1 lines 57-70
I am so glad I didn't have to take a Shakespeare class. People say I'm missing out, but I can't stand stuff like that. Not saying it's bad writing, just not the kind I'm into.
