Quintessential Quote For Today

Enduring closing lines in Macbeth.

" 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 on the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."

Some background to jog your memory:

Macbeth was told by the witches he would be King of Scotland and among other things that " no man of woman born can kill him."
Ambition addles his brains and he like the Toyota Prius goes unstopped killing and becomes King.
Macduff the King's pal swears vengeance. Corners him and Macbeth is about to meet his death (his wife dead) and the above is his "death bed conversion" - SUDALAI GNANAM?
How come he was killed by Macduff if " No man of woman born can kill ye" ?
He was ripped from the mother's womb. It was a Caesarean as was Julius Caesar from whom the name originated.
Phew that was a long one. :-))))