To be , or not to be? That is the question.?

Question

People say it but they don't answer!! Hope someone gets it right lol

Answer 1

If you are not, then you can not... 'be.'

Answer 2

Whether 'tis nobler to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or by taking arms against a sea of troubles and opposing, end them all. Aye! There's the rub; to sleep, perchance to dream...

Or perhaps...
A ghost and a prince meet, and everyone ends up mincemeat!

Answer 3

Death is not "rest." It's no different from never having been alive. Hamlet is dealing with his own doubts in being able to endure life, and he is dealing with them badly.

"To be" is obviously better than "not to be," but that isn't Hamlet's problem. He doesn't know whether he can endure "being." Since that is his real question, the other one is moot.

Answer 4

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! aye, 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,
The 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 the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels 1 bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler 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 pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.

Answer 5

To even decide not to be, is, in essence, admitting to even a certain degree of being, yes?

Answer 6

to be or not to be?
to do or not to do?
The devil is!
God does!
aha....
That what is is Death!
That what Does is alife!
and nietzsche said: God is death!
so God is!
the Devil does!
welcome to Hell!
time for you to know!
cos your heads are gonna be chopped off!
dont worry it will be worse!
ha ha ha....

Answer 7

Hamlet decided not to be.

Answer 8

i think to be, or maybe not.