Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Quote of the Day: I wasted time, and now doth time waste me

And so now I'm thinking, fifty isn't the new thirty! By pretty much even the best estimates on the actuaries, there really is now more of a past (for me) than of a future ... so it's a good time to take a look at the old clock on the wall!

As Richard II said:

I wasted time, and now doth time waste me;
For now hath time made me his numbering clock:
My thoughts are minutes; and with sighs they jar
Their watches on unto mine eyes, the outward watch,
Whereto my finger, like a dial's point,
Is pointing still, in cleansing them from tears.
Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it is
Are clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,
Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groans
Show minutes, times, and hours: but my time
Runs posting on in Bolingbroke's proud joy,
While I stand fooling here, his Jack o' the clock.
This music mads me; let it sound no more;
For though it have holp madmen to their wits,
In me it seems it will make wise men mad.
Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me!
For 'tis a sign of love; and love to Richard
Is a strange brooch in this all-hating world.
- William Shakespeare, Richard II, Act 5, Scene 5

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