“To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;For in that sleep of death what dreams may come?”
“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 respectThat makes calamity of so long life;”
“Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep; To sleep, perchance to dream—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”
“And now to sleep, to dream...perchance to fart.”
“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause”
“The famous playwright once said, "To sleep, perchance to dream." But I say, "Why wait until we're asleep?”