"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 towers, the gorgeous palaces,

the solemn temples, the great globe itself,

Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,

And, like this insubstantital 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"

  (William Shakespeare: The Tempest) 


"Man is ... related inextricably to all reality, known and unknowable ... plankton, a shimmering phosphorescence on the sea and the spinning planets and and expanding universe, all bound together by the elastic string of time. It is advisable to look from the tide pool to the stars and then back to the tide pool again."

  (John Steinbeck: The Log from the Sea of Cortez)


"Multi pertransibunt et augebitur scientia."

  (Francis Bacon: Novum Organum)