‘The dragons! The dragons are avaricious, insatiable, treacherous, without pity, without remorse. But are they evil? Who am I to judge the acts of dragons?… They are wiser than men are. It is with them as with dreams, Arran. We men dream dreams, we work magic, we do good, we do evil. The dragons do not dream. They are dreams. They do not work magic: it is their substance, their being. They do not do: they are.’

That’s from The Farthest Shore by Ursula Le Guin. It says perfectly what it means to say and means far more than its words.