Tuesday, October 6, 2020
I felt like doing a little Shakespeare today. So here from the balcony of Inverness we have the Thane of Glamis himself, Macbeth.
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.
Act VI Scene 5
And all this time, I thought William Faulkner wrote that 🙂