What's done cannot be undone. - William Shakespeare, Macbeth

"Life ... is a taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing."

"By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes."

"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 foolsThe 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 taleTold by an idiot, full of sound and fury,Signifying nothing."

"I drink to the general joy o’ the whole table."Macbeth"

"Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."