A look at Hamlet … Act 3 Scene 1 …
The question is: is it better to be alive or dead? Is it nobler to put up with all the nasty things that luck throws your way, or to fight against all those troubles by simply putting an end to them once and for all? Dying, sleeping… that’s all dying is … A sleep that ends all the heartache and shocks that life on earth gives us … that’s an achievement to wish for. To die, to sleep … to sleep, maybe to dream. Ah, but there’s the catch: in death’s sleep who knows what kind of dreams might come, After we’ve put the noise and commotion of life behind us After we’ve put the noise and commotion of life behind us. That’s certainly something to worry about. That’s the consideration that makes us stretch out our sufferings so long.
After all, who would put up with life’s humiliations … the abuse from superiors, the insults of arrogant men, the pangs of unrequited love, the inefficiency of the legal system, the rudeness of people in the office, and the mistreatment good people have to take from bad… when you could simply take out your knife and call it quits? Who would choose to grunt and sweat through an exhausting life, unless they were afraid of something dreadful after death, the undiscovered country from which no visitor returns, which we wonder about without getting any answers from and which makes us stick to the evils we know rather than rush off to seek the ones we don’t? Fear of death makes us all cowards, and our natural boldness becomes weak with too much thinking. Actions that should be carried out at once get misdirected and stop being actions at all. But shh, here comes the beautiful Ophelia. Pretty lady, Please remember me when you pray … [ Insert instead of Ophelia … whatever name is in your family or circle of friends]
Other favorite lines from Hamlet, Act 3 Scene 1 … Ophelia: But could beauty be related to anything better than goodness?
Hamlet: Sure, since beauty’s power can more easily change a good girl into a whore than the power of goodness can change a beautiful girl into a virgin. This used to be a great puzzle, but now I’ve solved it. I used to love you.
Ophelia: You certainly made me believe you did, my Lord.
Hamlet: You shouldn’t have believed me, since we’re all rotten to the core, no matter how hard we try to be virtuous. I didn’t love you.
Well, friends, I think Shakespeare had a deep insight into the complexities, the good and the bad, of what it means to be a human being … Pure genius IMHO … littleraventhepoet.blog … Frank Payton … Ref: NO FEAR SHAKESPEARE which contains the original language with a modern-day translation …