If a man could pass thro’ Paradise in a Dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his Soul had really been there, and found that flower in his hand when he awoke, – Aye? What then?
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
The power of things inheres in the memories they gather up inside them, and also in the vicissitudes of our imagination, and our memory–of this there is no doubt.”
ORHAN PAMUK, The Museum of Innocence
Fair seed-time had my soul, and I grew up
Foster’d alike by beauty and by fear