The eyes were damned the staring glaring eyes of one who sees but does not see eyes ever turned inward to the sterile hell of dreams beyond control dreams unleashed risen out of the stinking swamps of the unconscious.

You can create sense out of nonsense something out of nothing. You can create wealth out of dearth viable ventures out of turbulent adventures. You can create mercies out of miseries. You can create tomorrows peace out of todays crisis.

Our work is directly proportional to the distances our dreams travel across as force power is a constant factor

All that you have been is but a small part a very mere bit of the potential of your life.

We are not slaves of the past nor servants of the present but masters of the future.

An alder tree cant become an oak at will. A maple cant pick up its roots like legs and stride step by powerful step along the shore to find the sun. And everything that ever said otherwise--all those years of school and the plays and moving pictures that promise you can be someone else something more--they were all lies.

Creo que todo sueo que se repite tiene algo de misterioso pues nos hace percatarnos de que el inconsciente est cavando obsesivamente para desenterrar un objeto que se niega a salir.

I had a dream about you. You were a tax collector and I was a man with a noose around my neck hanging from a tree. You said I could be freed if Id only pay my taxes and I said as long as I paid taxes Id never be free. I said I was freer in a noose than I was under the tax lasso.

Where there is prayer the fallen spirits have no power.

The ones who live for themselves find it easier to follow their dreams.