' Tomorrow '...

“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.” ............. William Shakespeare,, Macbeth