To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
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.
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but a walking shadow
Posted in Quotes, tagged books, macbeth, quote, shakespeare on April 24, 2013| Leave a Comment »
this strange mixed affair
Posted in Quotes, tagged books, herman melville, moby-dick, quote on April 23, 2013| 1 Comment »
There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody’s expence but his own.
for the sunken-eyed young platonists
Posted in Quotes, tagged books, herman melville, moby-dick, quote on April 5, 2013| Leave a Comment »
And let me in this place movingly admonish you, ye shipowners of Nantucket! Beware of enlisting in your vigilant fisheries any lad with lean brow and hollow eye; given to unseasonable meditativeness; and who offers to ship with the Phædon instead of Bowditch in his head. Beware of such an one, I say: your whales must be seen before they can be killed; and this sunken-eyed young Platonist will tow you ten wakes round the world, and never make you one pint of sperm the richer. Nor are these monitions at all unneeded. For nowadays, the whale-fishery furnishes an asylum for many romantic, melancholy and absent-minded young men, disgusted with the carking cares of earth, and seeking sentiment in tar and blubber.