Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...by William Shakespeare (from Macbeth)
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,
Signifying nothing. Watch the brilliant Ian McKellen analyzing Macbeth's speech here. Art by Hye Jin Chung
Recommended listening: Libertango (Life in Rooms 1/7) - Christoph Pepe Auer & Manu Delago
Links of the Day: Masters of Love My Indian Passport Is A Bitch This Man Has Been Trying to Live Life as a Goat
(A friend suggested I give The Alipore Post Pop up Cafe a shot during my stay in Bangalore. And I'm fairly excited, hence this untimely mail that I couldn't wait to send out. Maggi, hot chocolate, poetry readings, theatre performances, acoustic gigs, art adorning the walls, curated books being sold, Carrom and Cluedo tournaments, reading corners, a hammock...Yes?)