Principe da Dinamarca

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 heartache and the thousand natural shocks

That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wished. 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...

Eis realmente uma questão de peso: aceitar as contrariedades de um suposto destino ou enfrentar os ditados da sorte... O sono da morte oferece falso consolo pois é estéril de sonhos. Se fôr o sonho que realmente comanda a vida...