However much they may smile at her the old inhabitants would miss Tillie. Her stories give them something to talk about and to conjecture about cut off as they are from the restless currents of the world. The many naked little sandbars which lie between Venice and the mainland in the seemingly stagnant water of the lagoons are made habitable and wholesome only because every night a foot and a half of tide creeps in from the sea and winds its fresh brine up through all that network of shining waterways. So into all the little settlements of quiet people tidings of what their boys and girls are doing in the world bring real refreshment bring to the old memories and to the young dreams.

Never abbreviate your dreams. Only short-hand people always do that. Their punishment is that they cant stretch far further and forward into the future. Dream only big dreams

Lajwanti made the cardinal mistake of trying to cross the dividing line that separates the existence of the rich from that of the poor. She made the fatal error of dreaming beyond her means. The bigger the dream the bigger the disappointment.

Dreams are all equipped with revolving doors Someone is always walking into the one you are leaving and vice-versa.

Those who want to learn more than bread and butter shall be able to make this world a better place ...

Prayerful life blessed life.

Be amongst the few who dare to follow their dreams.

In dreams and stories we rearrange our lives.

By perceiving the end of those illusive ideas and statuses as real see yourself as though you have already accomplished what you have had a revelation to do. Then go make it happen.

Write there. In the weak spot of impossibility.