Of course, we must remember that Shakespeare delivered this blindingly beautiful piece of wisdom at the end of a long list of empty platitudes via an officious windbag, who would be accidentally murdered by Hamlet at the end of the third act.
Whatever. Take it for what it is.
It's that sort of attitude that allows me to think that The Matrix was all about believing in yourself.
I'm Rebecca Thoms Hanley - the heart and soul of BananaSaurus Rex. I'm an inadequate housewife, absent-minded mother and Everyday Adventurer! If you like hyperbole, reckless enthusiasm and liberal use of the word "awesome," read on....