July 09, 2018
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….
Shakespeare – Macbeth (c. 1605), Act V, Scene 5, Line 23
We are all going to die—every last one of us.
We leave everything behind as a kind of tally of how we lived. We leave our children, our thoughts...
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