For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of dispised Love, the Law’s delay,
The insolence of Office, and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin ?

— William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 1