8.18.2010

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
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 V Scene v

I could listen to Dr Leithart read Shakespeare all day.

2 comments:

  1. One of my favorite of all Shakespeare quotes. I wish I knew more of them so much that I'm almost willing to learn them.

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