Our Lives Are Brief

We have a ridiculously short amount of time in this life to get anything done. We live, we age fast then we die. (You-Will-Die).

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.