“We wandered in a frenzy and a dream (301).”

“What is this life? A frenzy, an illusion,A shadow, a delirium, a fiction.The greatest good's but little, and this lifeIs but a dream, and dreams are only dreams.”

“When you were a wandering desire in the mist, I too was there, a wandering desire. Then we sought one another, and out of our eagerness dreams were born. And dreams were time limitless, and dreams were space without measure.”

“I dreamed of you. I dreamed you were wandering in the dark, and so was I. We found each other. We found each other in the dark.”

“I am a dream-wanderer, travelling the universal dream!”

“Yes, what is it like? Certainly not like she dreamed. But maybe that's okay. We want what we want. At home, she works herself into a frenzy worrying about what she isn't--and perhaps loses track of just where she is.”