Hell was not a pit of fire and brimstone. Hell was waking up alone the sheets wet with your tears and your seed knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined.

Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of ones weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.

I had a dream about you. We were fishing in the Utah desert. You caught a dinosaur but due to Federal regulations we had to release the bones so Ted Kennedy could drive back to the cemetery drunk.

Do I dare Disturb the universe

Nothing gives you confidence like being a member of a small weirdly specific hard-to-find demographic.

The sky is full of dreams but you dont know how to fly.

I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so often I should be used to them by now. Im not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares.

I was born to catch dragons in their dens And pick flowers To tell tales and laugh away the morning To drift and dream a lazy stream And walk barefoot across sunshine days.

She had just realized there were two things that prevent us from achieving our dreams: believing them to be impossible or seeing those dreams made possible by some sudden turn of the wheel of fortune, when you least expected it. For at that moment, all our fears suddenly surface: the fear of setting off along a road heading who knows where, the fear of a life full of new challenges, the fear of losing forever everything that is familiar.