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
My mother was the strongest person I have ever known. I never have met another who could compare.
ReplyDeleteMy son who is both physically strong and has emotional strength in ways I can only imagine.
ReplyDeleteMy father was the strongest person I've ever known and I've known many.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day and week. ♥
Jesus...without a doubt. He endured so much pain...
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Donna
Jesus and then my mother.
ReplyDeleteMy mother
ReplyDeleteVery funny
ReplyDeleteGrandpa -- my dad, my children's grandfather, simply called Grandpa on my blog.
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