Shakespeare, "Hamlet" (Act IV, Sc. iv)
How all occasions do inform against meAnd spur my dull revenge. What is a manIf his chief good and market of his timeBe but to sleep and feed? A beast, no more.Sure He that made us with such large discourse,Looking before and after, gave us notThat capability and godlike reasonTo fust in us unused. Now whether it beBestial oblivion or some craven scrupleOf thinking too precisely on th’ event(A thought which, quartered, hath but one partwisdomAnd ever three parts coward), I do not knowWhy yet I live to say “This thing’s to do,”Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and meansTo do ’t.
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Great post Joe Conservative!
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