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
Macbeth V.i
Lady Macbeth
"Out, damned spot, out, I say! One. Two.
Why then, ’tis time to do ’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my
lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear
who knows it, when none can call our power to
account? Yet who would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him?"
Dammit you're right!!! I was teaching Macbeth too.... But I was thinking of the bit in KL when Goneril says "the laws are mine, not thine - who can arraign me for it?"
And apologetic statesmen of a compromising kind
Such as — What d'ye call him — Thing'em-bob, and likewise — Never-mind
And 'St— 'st— 'st— and What's-his-name, and also You-know-who —
The task of filling up the blanks I'd rather leave to you
But it really doesn't matter whom you put upon the list!
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Need to hear Karoline Leavit say it from the podium at the daily presser.
man were porter of hell-gate, he should have
old turning the key.
Filths savor but themselves.
Called for New York, some upstart capital?
Lady Macbeth
"Out, damned spot, out, I say! One. Two.
Why then, ’tis time to do ’t. Hell is murky. Fie, my
lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear
who knows it, when none can call our power to
account? Yet who would have thought the old man
to have had so much blood in him?"
Such as — What d'ye call him — Thing'em-bob, and likewise — Never-mind
And 'St— 'st— 'st— and What's-his-name, and also You-know-who —
The task of filling up the blanks I'd rather leave to you
But it really doesn't matter whom you put upon the list!