Why do we dream in our sleep if we have no soul? and, if we have one, how is it that dreams are so incoherent and extravagant?
A Thousand Flashes of French Wit, Wisdom, and Wickedness (1886)
Why do we dream in our sleep if we have no soul? and, if we have one, how is it that dreams are so incoherent and extravagant?
A Thousand Flashes of French Wit, Wisdom, and Wickedness (1886)