Happy Monday, everyone! I have decided to give you a quote today that would fit into the category of “Paranormal Activity.” (and for the record, no, I haven’t seen any of those movies, though I could always do with a good laugh!) Here it is:
Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, 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.
What play did this come from, and who said it? Good luck!