Past the most famous starting lines in history, Anna Karenina begins with a dream. Oblonskij is dreaming, he wakes up, he tries to grasp at the remnants of the dream before they fade away. A city in the dream is displaced, things are not as they seem, nothing obeys to the laws of the waking world. Everything, in Oblonskij’s dream, according to his character, is made for pleasure. A few pages later, Oblonskij finds himself stuck in “the dream of life”.