这个时候真的觉得人世是一幕幕悲喜剧永无止息，来往人物，都是命运的提线木偶。像麦克白里的台词：

“Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then it heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot ,full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.”

“人生不过是一个行走的影子，一个在舞台上指手画脚的拙劣的伶人，登场片刻，就在无声无息中悄然退下;他是一个愚人所讲的故事，充满着喧哗和骚动，却找不到一点意义。”