"I often sit here.

It's a great place jest to sit and dream." "Oh--dreams," sighed Anne.

"I can't dream now, Captain Jim--I'm done with dreams." "Oh, no, you're not, Mistress Blythe--oh, no, you're not," said Captain Jim meditatively.

"I know how you feel jest now--but if you keep on living you'll get glad again, and the first thing you know you'll be dreaming again--thank the good Lord for it! If it wasn't for our dreams they might as well bury us.

How'd we stand living if it wasn't for our dream of immortality?
And that's a dream that's BOUND to come true, Mistress Blythe.