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,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Irrational. None of my fears are irrational. Okay, just pulling your leg. I hate heights and needles. Not sure which is worse.
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All of my fears are rational. Some are just more likely than others.
ReplyDeleteThe fear of falling.
ReplyDeleteIs there such a thing as an "irrational" fear? I fear not...
ReplyDeleteFear?
ReplyDeleteSee Elephant's Child, above. She nailed it. OR---- I fear the irrational.
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