To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this…
“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.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Life is fleeting and meaningless, like a brief candle that quickly burns out.
In simple terms: Life is short and empty.
Recognize life's impermanence.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- theatrical monologue
- literary analysis
- philosophical discussion
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What gives your life purpose?
- Can fleeting moments hold value?
Some find meaning in love, duty, or legacy despite futility.