Quote by William Shakespeare

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.

All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely pl

Summary

This quote, from William Shakespeare's play "As You Like It," portrays the idea that life can be seen as a theatrical performance. It suggests that every individual has a role to play, similar to actors on a stage. It emphasizes the fleeting nature of life, with people entering and exiting various stages just as characters come and go on a stage. Additionally, it suggests that each person has many roles to fulfill throughout their lifetime, which aligns with the metaphor of life being divided into seven different stages or "acts."

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