All things are like spring dreams passing with no trace.

Each of us has immense potential to achieve what we desire unless we enliven and enlighten our life with inspiration bring our dreams or desires into reality we will never shine as bright as our potential.

On his office wall he had a note to himself Money is necessary--but it isnt too important. Money meant for him to keep on writing and to go his own way.

Surrender to your dreams and let them launch your tomorrow.

Boat is nothing without water and man without his dreams

Belief is the strongest power you can bring to bear in order to realise your dreams.

Anytime you announce your dream two things happen its either it motivates you to get it done or the feeling of accomplishment sets in and discourages you from pursuing it

Tu inspiraste Rowling e foi nas terras de Morpheus que se moldou Hogwarts. Tu inspiraste Tolkien e foi nas terras de Phantasos que se anexaram as extenses de Terra-Mdia. Tu inspiraste Lovecraft e em minhas terras se fixou Miskatonic. Ento eu te pergunto com sinceridade anjo at onde vai tua vontade de ser coadjuvante em um mundo de formas e pensamentos

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How oddly situated a man is apt to find himself at age thirty-eight His youth belongs to the distant past. Yet the period of memory beginning with the end of youth and extending to the present has left him not a single vivid impression. And therefore he persists in feeling that nothing more than a fragile barrier separates him from his youth. He is forever hearing with the utmost clarity the sounds of this neighboring domain but there is no way to penetrate the barrier.Honda felt that his youth had ended with the death of Kiyoaki Matsugae. At that moment something real within him something that had burned with a vibrant brilliance suddenly ceased to be.Now late at night when Honda grew weary of his legal drafts he would pick up the dream journal that Kiyoaki had left him and turn over its pages....Since then eighteen years had passed. The border between dream and memory had grown indistinct in Hondas mind. Because the words contained in this journal his only souvenir of his friend had been traced there by Kiyoakis own hand it had profound significance for Honda. These dreams left like a handful of gold dust in a winnowing pan were charged with wonder.As time went by the dreams and the reality took on equal worth among Hondas diverse memories. What had actually occurred was in the process of merging with what could have occurred. As reality rapidly gave way to dreams the past seemed very much like the future.When he was young there had been only one reality and the future had seemed to stretch before him swelling with immense possibilities. But as he grew older reality seemed to take many forms and it was the past that seemed refracted into innumerable possibilities. Since each of these was linked with its own reality the line distinguishing dream and reality became all the more obscure. His memories were in constant flux and had taken on the aspect of a dream.