Álomban és szerelemben nincs lehetetlenség. In dreams and in love, there are no impossibilities. So says the poet János Arany, and who are we to argue with him?

The beauty of dreams is that they can be vague and obscure and startlingly clear, all at the same time. They can be nonsensically logical, they can be accurately off the mark, they can be lovely and haunting, and they can be terrifying and still haunting. They can be light and heavy, with the consistency of smoke and the weight of concrete. And they belong only to us, only to the dreamer.