We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
 William Shakespeare, The Tempest (1623). copy citation

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Author William Shakespeare
Source The Tempest
Topic life sleep dreams
Date 1623
Language English
Reference
Note Written between 1610 and 1611
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“The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. Sir, I am vex'd;
Bear with my weakness; my old brain is troubled; Be not disturb'd with my infirmity. If you be pleas'd, retire into my cell And there repose; a turn or two I'll walk To still my beating mind.” source

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