Dreams
The man, for the first time, stood face toface with Life and, for the first time, knew that he was a man.
For a long time he had known that some day he would be a man. But he had always thought of his manhood as a matter of years. He had said to himself: "when I am twenty-one, I will be a man." He did not know, then, that twenty-one years -- that indeed three times twenty-one years -- cannot make a man. He did not know, then, that men are made of other things than years.
I cannot tell you the man's name, nor the names of his parents, nor his exact age, nor just where he lived, nor any of those things. For my story, such things are of no importance whatever. But this is of the greatest importance: as the man, for the first time, stood face to face with Life and, for the first time, realized his manhood, his manhood life began in Dreams.