Mortality by Christopher Hitchens
My rating: 1 of 5 stars
Sad. Hitchen’s ‘theology’ is lower than mine when I was 17.
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.
-Macbeth, Act V, scene 5