"My empire is of the imagination."

[randy_byers]

Let him who reads forgive the intrusion of a dream into a history of fact. But it came so home to me -- I saw it so clearly in a moment, as it were; moreover, who shall say what proportion of fact, past, present, or to come, may lie in the imagination? What is imagination? Perhaps it is a shadow of the intangible truth, perhaps it is the soul's thought.

-- H. Rider Haggard, She (1887)