Hamlet

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.

~William Shakespeare

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