There is not a dream which may not come true, if we have the energy which makes, or chooses, our own fate.... It is only the dreams of those light sleepers who dream faintly that do not come true.

But we have been taught to see before our eyes have found out a way of seeing for themselves.

I had my dreams of Venice, but nothing that I had dreamed was as impossible as what I found.

My soul is like this cloudy, flaming opal ring.

Here in a little lonely room I am master of earth and sea, And the planets come to me.

As perfume doth remain In the folds where it hath lain, So the thought of you, remaining Deeply folded in my brain, Will not leave me: all things leave me: You remain.

Hardly any one is able to see what is before him, just as it is in itself. He comes expecting one thing, he finds another thing, he sees through the veil of his preconception, he criticizes before he has apprehended, he condemns without allowing his instinct the chance of asserting itself.