These flowers which were splendid and sprightly waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity sleeping in the cold night's arms.
For all life is a dream and dreams themselves are only dreams.
'Tis not where we lie but whence we fell, the loss of heaven's the greatest pain in hell.
What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the greatest good is little enough, for all life is a dream and dreams themselves are only dreams.
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