" Yes, I had this dream then, my dream of the third of November! They
tease me now that it was just a dream. But does it make any difference whether
it was a dream or not, if this dream proclaimed the Truth to me? For if you once
knew the truth and saw it, then you know that it is the truth and there is and can
be no other, whether you’re asleep or alive. So let it be a dream, let it be, but this
life, which you extol so much, I wanted to extinguish by suicide, while my dream,
my dream - oh, it proclaimed to me a new, great, renewed strong life! "

― Fyodor Dostoevsky , The Dream of a Ridiculous Man