'To be or not to be
that's the question.
Wether 't is nobler in the mind to suffer
the slings and arrows of outreagous fortune,
or to take arms and by opposing end them.
To die to sleep no more,
't is a consummation devoutly to be wished.
To die, to sleep, to SLEEP! perchance to dream,
but ay there's the rub,
for in that sleep of death what dreams may come when we have shuffled of this mortal coil,
must give us pause...'
Dat is het stukje van de soliliquy dat ik uit het hoofd ken
