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
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
What does it all mean?
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2 comments:
nice, You wrote this didn't you?
Erm, no. I wish I did. It was Shakespeare in Macbeth.
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