To Be or Not to Be

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 c...