"Nelly, do you never dream queer dreams?" she said suddenly, after some minutes' reflection.
"Yes, now and then," I answered.
"And so do I. I've dreamt in my life dreams that have strayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind. And this is one; I'm going to tell it- but take care not to smile at any part of it."
-(Catherine Earnshaw to Ellen Dean) Emily Bronte, p.79 (1847)
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