Hamlet - To Be Or Not To Be

HAMLET

    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;

    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;

    For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,

    The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,

    The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,

    The insolence of office and the spurns

    That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

    When he himself might his quietus make

    With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear,

    To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

    But that the dread of something after death,

    The undiscover'd country from whose bourn

    No traveller returns, puzzles the will

    And makes us rather bear those ills we have

    Than fly to others that we know not of?

    Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

    And thus the native hue of resolution

    Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,

    And enterprises of great pith and moment

    With this regard their currents turn away,

    And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!

    The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons

    Be all my sins remember'd.

To be or not to be, that is the question. Man wonder if it is more upright to just receive the blow of the upcoming problems, or to resist and fight against it. Death will end all the struggles within his heart and mind, but that will be the end of the life of a person. To sleep, man might dream about the problems that he has been dealing with, it might make the pain cease temporarily, but it is still there. To die, it is simply the end of all struggles. No man wanted to bear the insults, violence of others, vain love, domineering anarchies. The true comfort will come when the sword was draw and his own life is taken, but people are all afraid of what will happen in the afterlife, so the commitment of suicide will never be strong enough to put a man into action. It is an unknown land that no man really knows about. Man’s thoughts befuddled himself, and the cognition made the major event of a person’s life seems trivial and insignificant. These morbid thoughts turned man all sinners.

To sleep or to die remained an unanswerable question to most people. To sleep could be an act of denial; man indulged themselves within pleasures, and soon forgot about the problems of life. To commit suicide is simply an unwholesome thoughts, and there will be no more second change or amendment for the man that chose this specific way. Most man of the civilized nations do not have to ponder over such thoughts, but the ones that are living within the undeveloped counties were often struggling due to the lack of basic needs. We will be foolish and mawkish if we wrap our minds over the trifling matters of life, e.g., broken heart, unhappiness, grades, etc. There are people in the world that have been through situations that they had to choose whether to hide, except, or resist.