You breathe all the time you're sleep, but you aren't living. I mean living -- doing the things you want to do . . . . That's what I call living, Aunt Polly. Just breathing isn't Iiving!
Source: Pollyanna, Ch. 7, 1912.
-- Eleanor H Porter, (Dec 19 1868-1920), US novelist; She is best remembered as the author of Polyanna, 1912.