Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them, to die to sleep no more and by a sleep we say to end the heart ache and thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to tis a consummation devoutly to be wished to die to sleep, to sleep perchance to dream? Aye theres the rub for in that sleep of death what dreams may come...
Thats all i know by heart so yeah...
