Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"These our actors,
 As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
 Are melted into air, into thin air,
 And, like the baseless fabric of vision,
 The cloud-capped towers, 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 sleep."
   -- William Shakespeare, The Tempest (which Wikipedia tells me debuted four hundred years ago today)

[To all celebrating Samhain: Happy New Year. Good Hallowmass (All Saints Day) to everyone celebrating that. And peace to everyone remembering and honouring departed kin and friends for Día de los Muertos.]