Seonglae ChoO God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams. - Shakespeare, Hamlet Act 2, Scene 2
In a free nutshell, the king was infinitely free within its shell; yet before the ugliness of reality, they could no longer be sure their existence meant anything. Imagination can build an endless kingdom, but human anxiety can turn even that kingdom into a prison.