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Shakespeare's Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5)

She should've died hereafter... There would have been a time for such a word

Tomorrow... and tomorrow, and tomorrow, creeps at 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 is but a walking shadow. A _poor player, who 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 everything nothing