The stuff dreams are made of

I woke up this morning at 4am, having a typical (for me, and according to google, at least a few others) dream in which I was someone else, somewhere else. The details of the dream are hazy now, but I woke up repeating this quote that my dream persona uttered:

“A government is a system of secrets held in check by our own fears.”

I know, I wax deep when in rem sleep, don’t I? The scary thing is I can see a character saying this in my book…