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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These are all great but OMG, that last one hit too close to home!
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahahaha. I love them all. I can't pick a favorite, but love the ones about old age. That's so me.
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These are fun.
ReplyDeleteHeeheehee! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteI love every single one of these and may put one or two on coffee mugs.
ReplyDeleteI love all of these. Very good.
ReplyDeleteWho ties their shoes. lolololol. Good one.
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