"Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
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,
Charlie Rose has been doing a series on Shakespeare, and it is making me swoon. Shakespeare is big and true and earthy. Shakespeare is for the masses. He takes it all on. He says "Yes, yes, life is beautiful" and "Yes, yes, life is so terribly cruel. It is magical and it is nothing. Yes."