Topic: To be or not to be.... | |
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is it really the question?
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It is if you are going to marry your mother
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Yes it is. You are either a bee or you are not a bee. You make the honey or you don't.
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It is if you are going to marry your mother |
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Fate by any other name...
Is generally my own damn fault. |
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I guess so you posted it
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For sure. Probably the most important question a person can ask him/herself.
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It is if you are going to marry your mother A Freudian slip is like saying one thing, but meaning your mother! |
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It is if you are going to marry your mother Blame Shakespeare, not me! |
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NO...its the answer... |
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Maybe.
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Maybe. |
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It is if you are going to marry your mother Blame Shakespeare, not me! I don't remember Shakespeare writing that (not in Hamlet anyway). Oedipus did that. Lol, he was one crazy motherf**ker. |
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It is if you are going to marry your mother Blame Shakespeare, not me! I don't remember Shakespeare writing that (not in Hamlet anyway). Oedipus did that. Lol, he was one crazy motherf**ker. What rock do you live under....? "The phrase "to be, or not to be" comes from William Shakespeare's Hamlet (written about 1600), act three, scene one. It is one of the most famous quotations in world literature and the best-known of this particular play." |
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Edited by
Jess642
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Wed 03/18/09 09:46 PM
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" 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 wish'd. 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, Must give us pause. There's the respect That makes calamity of so long life, For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office, and the spurns That patient merit of th'unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscovered country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, And thus the native hue of resolution Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought, And enterprises of great pitch and moment With this regard their currents turn awry, And lose the name of action." |
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is it really the question? If that is really the question is this therefore really the answer? Or does the answer continue to allude the limitations of humans to comprehend the depth of understanding needed? |
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Shawn micheals says you to be the man you gotta beat the man,
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Shawn micheals says you to be the man you gotta beat the man, |
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Edited by
Peccy
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Wed 03/18/09 09:50 PM
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From Shakespeare to wrestling quotes in two replies............only on Mingle!
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From Shakespeare to wrestling quotes in two replies............only on Mingle! hahahaha!!!!! maybe there's lots of crawling out from under rocks tonight. |
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