To be or not to be is not the question;

The question is, to live or not to live.

Alive or dead or only vegetating,

One thing is sure, we cannot help but being.

To live! to be alive; to live intensely!

To live with every fibre of the frame,

With every sinew, every nerve and muscle;

To live like this, or not to live at all.

But we are cowards, we are fools and misers,

Afraid to live—afraid to pay the price—

The price of youth,—the price of youth is age;

The price—the price of joy is pain.

And disenchantment is the price of love.

And Life—the price of Life is Death.

Come, let us live, and let us live intensely.

Life! Life! more Life! more Life at any cost.