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
An interesting face. I would like to know her story.
ReplyDeleteOhhh she is wicked cool. I love her. Thank you for sharing with FFO and have a nice weekend.
ReplyDeleteShe has compelling eyes.
ReplyDeleteGlamorous!
ReplyDeleteQuite dramatic.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great face, but I'm not sure she would be easy to deal with when she has that expression. Have a great weekend.
ReplyDeleteWell done, Annie. :)
ReplyDeleteGood one! She has secrets.
ReplyDeleteWell done 👏
ReplyDeleteDynamic portrait ~ energy filled ~ thanks,
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
clm ~ A ShutterBig Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
I wish I had a hair like that :)
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