The Play’s The Thing


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

So, just curious. What are your favorite words from the bard? The above piece has struck my fancy lately, although it’s neck and neck with “what dreams may come.” Discuss!

  1. #1 by amanda on July 9, 2009 - 11:32 am

    i especially liked this bit when sam worthington was playing macbeth.
    i have always liked “i have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth” followed by “what a piece of work is man,” from hamlet.

  2. #2 by amanda on July 22, 2009 - 1:12 am

    there was a shakespeare question at trivia last week. in macbeth, the witches make a brew that’s made of “eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and _________ of dog.” fill in the blank correctly and you can be on team awesome this week. :)

  3. #3 by amanda on July 22, 2009 - 1:13 am

    there was a shakespeare question at trivia last week. in macbeth, the witches make a brew that’s made of “eye of newt and toe of frog, wool of bat and _________ of dog.” fill in the blank correctly and you can be on team awesome this week. :)