We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.

He had that sense, or inward prophecy,-- which a young man had better never have been born than not to have, and a mature man had better die at once than utterly to relinquish,-- that we are not doomed to creep on forever in the old bad way, but that, this very now, there are harbingers abroad of a golden era, to be accomplished in his own lifetime.

Don't dream it, be it.

Hope is a waking dream.

The dream was floating off satisfactorily on an inner sea.

Death should take me while I am in the mood.