The dreams are eloquent, but they are also beautiful. That aspect seems to have escaped Freud in his theory of dreams. Dreaming is not merely an act of communication (or coded communication, if you like);  it is also an aesthetic activity, a game of the imagination, a game that is a value in itself. Our dreams prove that to imagine - to dream about things that have not happened - is among mankind’s deepest needs.

The Unbearable Lightness of Being, p59, Milan Kundera, 1 April 1929

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    ~ The Unbearable Lightness of Being Milan Kundera 1 April 1929.
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