by aurumlupus » Wed Jul 03, 2013 5:20 pm
Nesossin shook his head. "No, I haven't heard the phrases before." he replied quietly. "What is she saying?"
Miabo nodded, sitting down. 'Alright then, where to?" he asked her.
"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."
"Life is as tedious as a twice-told tale,
Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man."
"And this our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything."