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Dreams
by Jerome K. Jerome

DREAMS.

The most extraordinary dream I ever had was one in which I fancied
that, as I was going into a theater, the cloak-room attendant stopped
me in the lobby and insisted on my leaving my legs behind me.

I was not surprised; indeed, my acquaintanceship with theater harpies
would prevent my feeling any surprise at such a demand, even in my
waking moments; but I was, I must honestly confess, considerably
annoyed. It was not the payment of the cloak-room fee that I so much
...heard by waking ears.

It is only in sleep that true imagination ever stirs within us.
Awake, we never imagine anything; we merely alter, vary, or transpose.
We give another twist to the kaleidoscope of the things we see around
us, and obtain another pattern; but not one of us has ever added one
tiniest piece of new glass to the toy.

A Dean Swift sees one race of people smaller, and another race of
people larger than the race of people that live down his own streets.
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