If man doesnt dream he has nothing.A man whose dreams will never come true still has nothing.

I had a dream about you. You were eating angel hair pasta with scissors and I was a long-haired hippy. I yelled Eating pasta with scissorsa not so subtle way to say I need a haircut. To which you replied Well I would have used silverware if you hadnt sold all the forks and spoons to pay for your Ethel Merman addiction.

One must pray first but afterwards one must help oneself. God does not care for cowards.--Wanda

I had a dream about you. You were Ginger Rogers and you were trying to teach me to dance even though my movements were as stiff as a mannequin. I think you tolerated my abysmal rhythm because I was naked and my body was so sexy it could be used to sell clothes.

Other peoples dreams always embarrassed me especially when they didnt come true.

You mustnt tell your dreams. Miss Testvalley says nothing bores people so much as being told other peoples dreams. Nan said nothing but an iron gate seemed to clang shut in her - the gate that was so often slammed by careless hands. As if anyone could be bored by such dreams as hers

It is never late you can start the movement now the provisions have been made the price has been paid and the gifts have been packaged. Are you willing to change

It is impossible to see how good work might be accomplished by people who think that our life in this world either signifies nothing or has only a negative significance.If on the other hand we believe that we are living souls Gods dust and Gods breath acting our parts among other creatures all made of the same dust and breath as ourselves and if we understand that we are free within the obvious limits of moral human life to do evil or good to ourselves and to the other creatures - then all our acts have a supreme significance. If it is true that we are living souls and morally free then all of us are artists. All of us are makers within mortal terms and limits of our lives of one anothers lives of things we need and use...If we think of ourselves as living souls immortal creatures living in the midst of a Creation that is mostly mysterious and if we see that everything we make or do cannot help but have an everlasting significance for ourselves for others and for the world then we see why some religious teachers have understood work as a form of prayer...Work connects us both to Creation and to eternity. pg. 316 Christianity and the Survival of Creation

And in vain the dreamer rakes over his old dreams as though seeking a spark among the embers to fan them into flame to warm his chilled heart by the rekindled fire and to rouse up in it again all that was so sweet that touched his heart that set his blood boiling drew tears from his eyes and so luxuriously deceived him

It was a time of dark dreams. They washed in like flotsam on the night tide slipping beneath doorways and window latches rising through the streets and hills and the little fishing-town of Scarlock foundered deep.