Why is he talking to himself again?Can't do this 'harlot's cheek' stuff -- our subscribers & NEA!Unclear -- who's this 'him'?Why is he telling us all this? Motivation needs to be stronger.Ludicrous image!Save this for your 'Suicide Play.' Too much going on here.Cut! -- he said this 'sleep' stuff already. | KING
(Aside)
O, 'tis too true!
How smart a lash that speech doth give my
conscience!
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plast'ring
art,
Is not more ugly to the thing that helps it
Than is my deed to my most painted word.
O heavy burthen!
POLONIUS
I hear him coming. Withdraw, my lord.
(Exeunt King and
Polonius. Enter Hamlet.)
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 wished. To die; to
sleep;
To sleep! Perchance to dream! Ay, |
'I'm a cancer, and every fortune-teller I've ever been to has told me that if I want to be truly creative I should be living by the water. (One even said that if I wasn't living in such a place, at the very least I should put a glass of water on my desk. I did, of course. For years.) The biggest problem, the one no fortune-teller ever gave me good enough advice about, was that for most of my life not only couldn't I afford to live by the water, I couldn't even afford to live within miles of a habitable shoreline.'