Ran out of inspiration today so just decided to take another picture of my dog.

Recently this year whenever I am frustrated or irritated at something I start reading Shakespeare like mad. There is something about his words that are so soothing. He is my favourite writer, his plays and sonnets are so lovely, I love the Shakespearian English.
Here is a bit from the Tempest Act 4 that I love:

"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."