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
Very cool!
ReplyDelete..George is a sad looking dude!
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Donna
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ReplyDeleteGeorge is wild ~ great expression ~ hugs,
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
George looks difficult to get on with, but very well drawn. Hugs, Valerie
ReplyDeleteOhhh you know I Love, Love, Love this. Thank you for sharing it with FFO and have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteNot someone I want to meet.
ReplyDeleteVery nice drawings! Perfect for Halloween too.
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