Tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow

Tjek Merete Pryds Helles fine klumme på Sentura. Måske er det mere en artikel end en klumme, men absolut værd at læse. Selv er jeg også tosset med det sted i Macbeth, sikke en poesi:

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.