There is one memory of waking, & another of sleep
There is one memory of waking, & another of sleep. Certainly in my dreams the same scenes or fancies are associated & a whole crew of borders at some dream house of which gentlemen & ladies I can trace no shadow of remembrance in any waking experience of mine. In sleep, I also travel certain roads in certain stage coaches, & walk alone in meadows whose archetype I wot not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Journals and Miscellaneous Notebooks 5:285
