Saturday, September 15, 2007

A Self Portrait and Shakespeare Tonight

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.


Tamoghna said...

the painting is excellent. i know very little abt Shakespeare. but as i am also a painter so i will very happy if u can kindly explain me the relationship of the painting with the writing. if u wish please visit my blog -

Judy V. said...

I think Shakesphere wrote about every human emotion. I am feeling the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune tonight and pondering what dreams may come. My nature is dramatic and moody like Hamlet. I'll go see your blog.