She should have died hereafter.
There would have been a time for such a word.
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow...
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 waking 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. (5.5)
meaning/significance? (shows despaire after her death?) shows how his world view is very nihilistic (no heaven or hell, life is short and meaningless)
theme: religion, evil, dying