I found that Thoreau quote at the top of your post so striking that I looked it up to see if I could find the context. Was he a lucid dreamer? Hard to tell for sure from this passage, but he certainly had a nineteenth-century pre-occupation with virtue!
 Originally Posted by Henry David Thoreau
Dreams are the touchstones of our characters. We are scarcely less afflicted when we remember some unworthiness in our conduct in a dream, than if it had been actual, and the intensity of our grief, which is our atonement, measures the degrees by which this is separated from an actual unworthiness. For in dreams we but act a part which must have been learned and rehearsed in our waking hours, and no doubt could discover some waking consent thereto. If this meanness had not its foundation in us, why are we grieved at it? In dreams we see ourselves naked and acting out our real characters, even more clearly than we see others awake. But an unwaving and commanding virtue would compel even its most fantastic and faintest dreams to respect its ever-wakeful authority; as we are accustomed to say carelessly, we should never have dreamed such a thing. Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.
Source: "At the end of the 'Wednesday' chapter in A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers," 1852, quoted in I to Myself: An Annotated Selection from the Journal of Henry D. Thoreau, edited by Jeffrey S. Cramer (New Haven: Yale University Press, 2007), 170.
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