And I came to understand in a way I never had before that books are truly the stuff of miracles. I even dared to dream that someday somehow I might surround myself with books from many times and many tongues...

At times what you expect and what happens dont match. The faster you accept and adapt to what happened work towards creating what you believed that what you expected gets created in a whole new way..

When you optimize your talents very well you can pick money from peoples pockets and nobody will ever get the guts to call you a thief.

Constant dripping hollows out a stone.

Hope is a dream of which we long to have. Dont let anyone ever tell you that you cant hope for something because hope brings joy and joy brings happiness and its all tied up in a big ball of love.

In Gethsemane the holiest of all petitioners prayed three times that a certain cup might pass from Him. It did not.

And for all I can tell the only difference is that what many see we call a real thing and what only one sees we call a dream. But things that many see may have no taste or moment in them at all and things that are shown only to one may be spears and water-spouts of truth from the very depth of truth.

People forget they have options. And they forget that those things dont really matter. They should concentrate on what they have and not what they dont have. And by the way wishing and dreaming doesnt mean concentrating on what you dont have its positive thinking that encourages hoping and believing not whinging and moaning.

I had a dream about you. You were being hung. I had a sword in one hand and a stool in the other. I couldnt decide which one to use so I stood on the stool and threw myself on the sword. It was the least I could do to protest capital punishment.

I took a deep breath. Are you free tonight There was a long pregnant pause. What about the man in the dream he finally asked. There is no man in the dream.