"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." -Willam Shakespeare
Fatality is Like Ghosts in the Snow
What's in a Name?
"That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet." -William Shakespeare
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