Now whether it be
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scrupleOf thinking too precisely on th' event-- A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward--I do not know Why yet I live to say this thing's to do, Sith I have cause, and will, and strength, and means To do't. --Hamlet, Hamlet IV, 4, 39-46 |