Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the read more

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.

Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell.

Those who promise us paradise on earth never produced anything but a hell.

He who does not punish evil commands it to be done.

He who does not punish evil commands it to be done.

They that know no evil will suspect none.

They that know no evil will suspect none.

I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.

I do not believe that any man fears to be dead, but only the stroke of death.

At least when you are dead you will know what silence truly sounds like.

At least when you are dead you will know what silence truly sounds like.

There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the read more

There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death.

It is easier to denature plutonium than to denature the evil
spirit of man.

It is easier to denature plutonium than to denature the evil
spirit of man.

Death is the broom I take in my hands to sweep the world clean.

Death is the broom I take in my hands to sweep the world clean.