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 tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.

Life is just a walking shadow, a clumsy pitiful person gesticulating on the stage. He appears for a moment and then quietly retreats without a sound. This is a story told by a fool. Full of sound and commotion and pointing to nothing.