Only the dreamers can...

… Thou art a dreaming thing;

A fever of thyself—think of the Earth

What bliss even in hope is there for thee?

What haven? every creature hath its home;

Every sole man hath days of joy and pain,

Whether his labours be sublime or low—

The pain alone; the joy alone; distinct:

Only the dreamer venoms all his days,

Bearing more woe than all his sins deserve

The Fall of Hyperion, chapter 32 - Dan Simmons