...she fell into a long sleep and dreamed he dreams of the dream tree.

There is hope in dreams imagination and in the courage of those who wish to make those dreams a reality.

I had a dream about you. We couldnt decide on a sunrise. You wanted a tan I only cared about the view. Then World War III fulfilled both our desires.

The world is a giant eye staring back at the stars. When it tires it closes its lids--just as I am doing now--and gives way to dreams which is why the night is so much more mysterious than the day.

We may place blame give reasons and even have excuses but in the end it is an act of cowardice to not follow your dreams.

May God break my heart so completely that the whole world falls in.

The secret to your purpose is to find what you feel is important and not pursue what others would think is important. When you think highly of yourself me thinking highly of you will never be enough

Clear unscalable aheadRise the Mountains of InsteadFrom whose cold cascading streamsNone may drink except in dreams.

Mmmm stay. Her voice was barely audible as she grazed her lips against mine and her head fell back against the pillow into a deep sleep.

I close my eyes then I drift away into the magic night I softly say. A silent prayer like dreamers do then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.