I know what I am for. But do I exist?
Although nothing imagined is true,
the power of imagining is real.
Certainly I seem to see. I seem
to hear. I seem to be warmed. To imagine
is nothing other than to contemplate
the image of a corporeal thing.
That is what you must assure me of. What
you are for. But you do not assure me.
- Allen Grossman