Act V Scene V
Macbeth. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
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 upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
And as I have just read - and am re reading - 'The Sound and The Fury' by William Faulkner, I wondered and wondered whether this is from where his inspiration for the title came, because the title intrigues me and was a part, along with the cover, of the reason I picked up the book in the first place.
I know that some of you have studied the book and , whether you have or have not, I should like to read your thoughts.