And yet, and yet, in these our ghostly lives, Half night, half day, half sleeping, half awake, How if our waking life, like that of sleep, Be all a dream in that eternal life To which we wake not till we sleep in death
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.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects on the ephemeral and illusory nature of life and reality, suggesting that life is akin to a dream.
In this quote, Pedro Calderon De La Barca contemplates the nature of existence by asserting that life is filled with madness, illusions, and shadows. He emphasizes the idea that life is not as concrete as it seems, being more like a story or a dream, which invites reflection on the deeper meaning of our experiences and the transient nature of reality itself. By stating that 'the greatest good is little enough,' he suggests that even our highest achievements are small in the grand scheme of existence, mirroring the fleeting quality of dreams.
Themes
In practice
Example use cases
A speaker at a philosophy conference might use this quote to illustrate the theme of existentialism.
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