HAMLET: 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 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.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th’ oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely
The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th’ unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
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,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprise of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action. — Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia! — Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered.
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W, Shakespeare (1603)
To live or not to live, that is the question.
Whether it is greater to suffer in your mind from the bad luck or the troubles that you face, which you might take until the end of your life and by facing up to your troubles you might end them.
To die we end the heartache and the thousands or troubles that you face when your alive.
To dream of death whilst you sleep and to hope that it comes true, but is it the moral thing to kill yourself and stop the troubles.
To sleep is to temporarily stop the troubles. for anybody who faces the troubles and problems that we face in our life, No faith in God (Claudius killing King Hamlet). The pain of failed love, The laws misjudgment, the unworthy hair to the throne. And the problems that the patient saint might take. When he himself might not be as much of a saint as he believes he is better than the trouble at hand.
The regret of suicide. where nobody comes back from and it worries the mind and makes us remember the others who are in the same boat and then seek the advice from people who are not in that mindset. They are disturbed at the thought and grovel in their great wealth, but people who do that will lose their name, oh how I miss the great Ophelia but may all of my sins be remembered.
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