-Macbeth, Act V, scene v
- 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.
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I guess perhaps that would depend whether you’re an optimist or a pessimist, or even sad or depressed. I love the quote, nonetheless! I also like what precedes that quote :
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!
The pictures you chose for this post are outstanding. I hope to take photos like each one of these one day! Lovely post! 🙂
When I was in high school I used to learn fragments of Shakespeare’s plays, lol, quoting them every possible time to every possible person on my way 😉
I love them so much up till now! They just have this endlessness true about life…
Thank you so much for bringing up another of amazing fragments! 😉