White nights / Белые ночи. Федор Достоевский

Listen; do you know what is meant by a dreamer?”

      “A dreamer! Indeed I should think I do know. I am a dreamer myself. Sometimes, as I sit by grandmother, all sorts of things come into my head. Why, when one begins dreaming one lets one’s fancy run away with one – why, I marry a Chinese Prince! … Though sometimes it is a good thing to dream! But, goodness knows! Especially when one has something to think of apart from dreams,” added the girl, this time rather seriously.