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[mistyisjafo]

Originally Posted by Cadaverous Pallor

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 heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep.

Hamlet is my favorite Shakespearian tragedy!

Two favorite solilioquies:
"O that this too too sallied flesh would melt
thaw and resolve itself into a dew
Or that the ever lasting had not fixed
His canon against self slaughter"

"O what a rogue and peasant slave am I?"

Hamlet's better than Flowers in the Attic ever will be!

Nice call CP