I love this one..

I'm getting closer to being consistently happy with my paper collages. Again I wrote with the Signo pen. I chose :
"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
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."
From Macbeth -- perhaps not terribly uplifting, but that's how I was feeling......