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
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Hahahahaha, mathematics and nail polish!
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! Bless your heart, and bless your brother's heart. Seriously, I wish him many happy returns of the day.
ReplyDeleteHa Ha, I love the nail polish one, my brother also has a birthday today, but it is the 18th here already, he is 72 now.
ReplyDeleteLove them all. I love your sense of humor. We're alike.
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These are great. I really like the one about being crazy. Have a nice day today.
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