Paul RussellStill, for all that, her life had lacked passion. The demons had never come for her.
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Still, for all that, her life had lacked passion. The demons had never come for her. This is a variation of a famous quote from William Shakespeare’s play "Hamlet" that says: “To die, to sleep– No more–and by a sleep to say we end the heartache and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to." The line was originally spoken by Ophelia, Hamlet's long-suffering girlfriend. In the play, she is madly in love with him and wants him to marry her.
It seems she has no idea how crazy he really is over her. In this version of the quote, it is Dolly's grandma who says it. She wants to say it because she has been in love with Joe forever and still can't get over him.
She also probably thinks Dolly will always be depressed if she dies before she finds a way to be happy again.
Source: The Coming Storm
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