"To be, or not to be: that is the question..."

[texpatriot2004]

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?

William Shakespeare
Hamlet

[Richard Steele]

1. But in that sleep, what dreams may come?

That's what always stopped me!

[texpatriot2004]

2. yes, the unknown eh? The familiar horrid though it may be is

somehow better than the unknown...especially the eternal unknown.

[Der Blaue Engel]

5. The undiscover'd country

is what always stopped me. That dread of something after...thus conscience does make cowards of us all.

[Bluerthanblue]

6. the movie by that name

with Robin Williams was pretty odd- and became a family joke
(Wet Dreams May Come)
sorry-

the unknown can sometimes be a FAR more acceptable than the known suffering.-

Come close to knowing on more than one occassion.

Some day, we'll all know. some soon.

[El Supremo]

3. Get thee to a Nunnery, Ophelia! n/t

[kath]

4. According to an Irish newspaper, the current question is "To pee, or not

to pee".
(Re: Dubya Gump's little "I might need to go pee-pee" note.)

[Rowdyboy]

7. "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks...

But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the East, and Juliet is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That (1) thou her maid (2) art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Her vestal livery (3) is but sick and green, (4)
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. (5)
It is my lady! O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks, yet she says nothing.
What of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks.
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return. (6)
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!

[Rowdyboy]

8. No other Shakespeare fans?