Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Have you ever heard that using "but" in a sentence, erases everything you said before. Today I read a comment that said, "I love my husband but sometimes he gets on my nerves" This set me to wondering does she really love her husband or does he just get on her nerves?
"I love that drawing but..."
"The cake was delicious but..."
"Her butt is okay but..."
"This blog marathon is interesting but..."
Inquiring minds would like to know what you think.