I had a dream about you. You had a wheelchair and I had a wheelbarrow and together we made love the way the Panama Canal should have been made. We dredged up a lot of dormant feelings that night.

If I must start somewhere right here and now is the best place imaginable.

No matter how many times you think you have failed there is always another opportunity for you to succeed.

As for girls they must risk everything for freedom and give everything for passion... loving everything that their hearts and their bodies love. The only thing higher for a girl and more sacred for a young woman than her freedom and her passion should be her desire to make her life into poetry surrendering everything she has to create a life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in her imagination.

Thats why we get involved with other people right Not just for their bodies but for everything else too their dreams and their scars and their stories.

As I look back on my life I think of how few rules should be followed. As for men we must learn bravery and live for Pleasure and for Beauty. More important than those two things should stand only one thing for us... Honor. A mans honor should be more sacred to him than his life especially in our age a time when very few men know what honor is.

I had a dream about you. We went for a walk though we didnt hold hands because we went in separate directions. As I walked alone I thought about how you had the funniest way of showing affection to me.

I had this dream about you. We went hunting up in the mountains and I caught a unicorn. You told me now I know how it feels to be you.

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didnt do than by the ones that you did do. So throw off the bowlines sail away from safe harbour catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.