I dreamed of myself in a dream, and told the dream, which was mine, as if it were another person's of whom I dreamed. Indeed what is life when thinking of the past, but dreaming of a dream dreamt by another who seems to be oneself? Stopford Brooke More Quotes by Stopford Brooke More Quotes From Stopford Brooke If a thousand old beliefs were ruined in our march to truth we must still march on. Stopford Brooke march belief truth A little sun, a little rain, Stopford Brooke dream sweet life