… So you see I slept Wednesday in Lupteen where I was plagued with the most annoying dreams. I saw a group of people laughing at me, even little children, and I ran fuming with irritation to you, Moser, and you, my friend, opened your arms to me and consoled me and told me I should not let anything get to me, because I am only an idea, and to prove to me that I am only an idea, you hastily reached for Hegel's Logic and showed me a confused passage in it, and Gans knocked at the window, – but I jumped furiously around the room and yelled: I am not an idea and know nothing about any idea, and my whole life I haven't had a single idea – It was a terrifying dream; I remember Gans yelled even louder, and on his shoulder little Marcus was sitting, yelling out more quotations in a frighteningly hoarse voice and smiling in such a terribly friendly way, and I was so scared, it woke me up.