To me it is a prison."
Why then your ambition makes it one: 'tis too narrow for your mind.
O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a
king of infinite space—were it not that I have bad dreams.
Which dreams indeed are ambition; for the very substance of the ambitious is merely the shadow of a dream
a dream itself is but a shadow
hope you enjoyed them as much as I did