“What is a man, if his chief good and market of his time be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, looking before and after, gave us not that capability and godlike reason to fust in us unus’d. Now, whether it be bestial oblivion or some craven scruple of thinking too precisely on the event,—a thought which, quarter’d, hath 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.” – William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Prince of Denmark 4.4 (emphasis in original)