Clif Hostetler

“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.”
― William Shakespeare, Macbeth

“The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.”
― David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest

“The past is never dead. It's not even past.”
― William Faulkner, Requiem for a Nun

“If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him.”
― Voltaire