Pray hope and dont worry. Worry is useless. God is merciful and will hear your prayer.

I had a dream about you. You were wearing a wedding dress and I was in a tuxedo. Wed been waiting on this moment our whole lives only I imagined the first time I robbed a bank Id be dressed like a cowboy. But you were right this was more romantic.

It was then that the seven-year-old said I am ready. What wonderful place will we visit tonight I can take you wherever your dreams desire the calico pony replied on their first night together.

Visata susitrauk liko tik miesto kvartalo dydio joje nebra vaigdi nebra medi nebra upi. mons kurie ia gyvena yra mir. Jie dirba kdes ant kuri kiti mons sdi sapnuose.

I had a dream about you. You started following me on Twitter and then you started following me around town. I wouldnt mind so much of you would start throwing your hashtags away rather than tossing them into the street.

My dreams have wings. But not soaring eagle wings more like the wings of a butterflycolorful and easily ripped off. The last time my dreams got ripped off was when I shopped at Walmart the place where freedom soars like a caterpillar under the foot of oppression.

The fundamental virtue of success is that it allows you to know the true significance of what it means to have the freedom to make your dreams come true.

Grce au rve nous pouvons tous tre fous en toute quitude chaque nuit de notre vie.

Yet I never sought what is real yearned for the real but rather I have yearned for dreams more than solid things. I can say I love the textures of dreams. The way they hover and almost taste. The clouds and darkness that linger behind mostly unseen. And the palette of dreams. You can almost taste the colours they seem as words on the tip of the tongue unsayable as pomegranate seeds unsayable as thick cream the darkness of such a thick cream. This is why I am obsessed with dreams. They know what we cannot. Night after night they try and tell us the impossible. Dreams are secret and closed and also contain everything gushing splayed open. Dream suitcases carpetbags hold-alls. They influence us secretly and they draw me to travel to nowhere to beautys passage through halls of mirrors where I know I am not myself I know I am sublime.

God doesnt like it when we ask Him for the smallest things dare to make your dream so big that He can conveniently fit into it and make your dream come true.