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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.
There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known
to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as
timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light
and shadow, between science and superstition, and it
lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his
knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an
area which we call the Twilight Zone.
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