For all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams. — Pedro Calderon De La Barca Copy Share Image
Our treasures trifles seem, and all our life is dreaming, and the dreams themselves are dreams. — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share Image
But whether it be dream or truth, to do well is what matters. If it be truth, for truth's sake. If not,… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share Image
What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story, And the greatest good is little enough: for all life is a dream,… — Pedro Calderon De La Barca Copy Share Image
Dreams are rough copies of the waking soul Yet uncorrected of the higher will, So that men sometimes in their dreams confess… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share Image
“What is this life? A frenzy, an illusion, A shadow, a delirium, a fiction. The greatest good's but little, and this life… — Pedro Calderón de la Barca Copy Share Image
What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the greatest good is little enough; for… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share Image
And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life,… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share Image
“What’s life? A frenzied, blurry haze. What’s life? Not anything it seems. A shadow. Fiction filling reams. All we possess on earth… — Pedro Calderón de la Barca Copy Share Image
“What is this life? A frenzy, an illusion, A shadow, a delirium, a fiction. The greatest good's but little, and this life Is but… — Pedro Calderón de la Barca Copy Share
Speak no evil of women; I tell thee the meanest of them deserves respect; for of women do we not all come? — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share
Love is all around you, love is there in you laughter, in your hair, love flows everywhere. Love is older than you but the… — Pedro Calderon De La Barca Copy Share
Grief has been compared to a hydra; for every one that dies, two are born. — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share
No windows give a better view than those a man brings with him in his head, not asking for tickets of admission, since at… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share
No virtue can be real that has not been tried. The gold in the crucible alone is perfect; the loadstone tests the steel, and… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share
“one may know how to gain victory, and know not how to use it” — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share
Never confide your secrets to paper; it is like throwing a stone in the air; and if you know who throws the stone, you… — Pedro Calderon de la Barca Copy Share
