Is this a dagger which I see before me,...
Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Proceeding from the heat - Oppressed brain?William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 2 scene 1
