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
What a great clip! Glad I wasn't on that plane.
ReplyDeleteGreat video!
ReplyDeleteI heard about that plane when it happened and hoped none of the passengers were too terrified. I know I would have been.
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! Every time I see this video, I cannot help but laugh and laugh.
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