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
Beautiful quotes...like the first 'music' quote
ReplyDeleteLovely quotes but none of them speak very loudly to me this morning...
ReplyDeleteAll thought inducing but that last one is absolutely true.
ReplyDeleteI loved them all!
ReplyDeleteLove is everything and the only thing.
ReplyDeleteAll good ones this week.
ReplyDeleteI'm with Ludwig!
ReplyDeleteThe last quote is the best.
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