I suppose Im in that very small group of people who are not waiting for their own story to unfold. If my life was a film Id have walked out by now.

In his mothers honor vowing not to commit the fashionable stupidity of ignoring things he didnt understand Max performed a brave act of nonconformity by accepting the possibility that his dreams might be exactly what they seemed real.

Less than twenty-four hours ago I had a family and a home and a dreamworld I thought was as close to heaven as you could get without dying.I have none of that now.My brother is dead. My parents threw me out of the houseagainwith barely enough to fill a small suitcase. And my dreamworld I was right when I figured that if God ever did exist he turned his back on humanity centuries ago.

...I believe in dreams more than I believe in God. Dreams get into you and leave then come back with new fruit but God is just a vast desert.

What good is treasure if Im alone After sharing so much of our dreams instead of sacrificing them and leaving with you. I would rather have nothing at all

I had a dream about you. You loved me and I loved you. We had an amazing life until you realized that I also loved your clone. You were jealous and I didnt see the problemI was in love with you even if it wasnt you. Plus I was in love with you.

And the Bastard grant us... in our direst need the smallest gifts the nail of the horseshoe the pin of the axle the feather at the pivot point the pebble at the mountains peak the kiss in despair the one right word.

Once I embraced the dreams that once inspired. Now Ive found that there is too much I didnt recognize as a gift. I may be too late to see cherish and endure. I may never change but be forever stuck in the past without realizing until my eyes open to the sun and I have forgotten the moon.

Talking to men for God is a great thing but talking to God for men is greater still. He will never talk well and with real success to men for God who has not learned well how to talk to God for men.

I had a dream about you. We were racing to be the slowest person on earth. You were winning which meant you were losing. You were gloating because you were a winner and I was taunting because you were a loser.