This is just some random parts and peices that i found.
Stop Running:
I've got to stop rinning. Running from what, I don't know. I just felt like running. I really need to stop running. I'm getting out of breath, and a little dehydrated. I really need to stop running. I'm not going anywhere and my body is tired. I really need to stop running. I have got to stop running. okay. stop running.
Macbeth Act 5 Scene 5 Lines 19-28
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
creeps in this petty pace from day to day
to the last syllable of recorded time
and all of our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to a 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.
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