"Dreams... Are they barely mental images, merely senseless emotions during sleep or are they strong deep warnings of the soul? I am a wishful thinker, the one who usually bolts, at night, to a world of fantasy. How much have I dreamt? Count the leaves that fall from the trees during the Autumn; count the stars on a dark Winter's night; count the thick rain drops of a thunderstorm coming furiously; for these are the numbers of the imaginative sleeping thoughts of mine whilst I rest and, too, are the numbers of my beloved one's appearings in my nights after the midnight hour. Does she want to admonish me for my behavior through my dreams? Does she appear suddenly trying to tell me about what I have to do? I really do not know. However, dreaming or not, one thing is true: Many are my beliefs and instincts but more shall be my triumphs and conquests."