"I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul. . . 
Since I knew you, I have been troubled by a remorse that I thought would never reproach me again, and have heard whispers from old voices impelling me upward, that I thought were silent for ever. I have had unformed ideas of striving afresh, beginning anew, shaking off sloth and sensuality, and fighting out the abandoned fight. A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing. . ."
~Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities 

We can't all be dreamers, some of us have to do it.