All dreams lead to it, all mean it; for instance, half-awake, then faintly conscious in slumber, I lie dreaming of power--always power; the triumph of attainment, of desire for wisdom and knowledge satisfied.

I dream of friendships--wonderful intimacies exquisitely satisfying; I dream of troubles, and my moral power to sweep them out of existence; I dream of self-sacrifice, and of the spiritual power to endure it; I dream--I dream--sometimes--of more material power--of splendours and imposing estates, of a paradise all my own.

And when I have been selfishly happy long enough, I dream of a vast material power fitting me to wipe poverty from the world; I plan it out in splendid generalities, sometimes in minute detail.

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