We are such stuff

"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."
The Tempest - Shakespeare


If we look deeper, the message he wants to send on this quote is pretty much the same as the one in the "To think" post. We are nothing. Everything we have, everything material will dissolve along the time. The only thing remaining will be the acts we've done on our lifetimes. So try to do something memorable, something "people will sing about". 
Now go outside and seize the day!


Here's a good music where this phrase is mentioned