The second cause whence these rebellions sometimes proceed is the devil who in order to disquiet and disturb the soul at times when it is at prayer or is striving to pray contrives to stir up these motions of impurity in its nature and if the soul gives heed to any of these they cause it great harm. For through fear of these not only do persons become lax in prayerwhich is the aim of the devil when he begins to strive with thembut some give up prayer altogether because they think that these things attack them more during that exercise than apart from it which is true since the devil attacks them then more than at other times so that they may give up spiritual exercises.

Well here we are just the four of us that started out together said Merry. We have left all the rest behind one after another. It seems almost like a dream that has slowly faded.Not to me said Frodo. To me it feels more like falling asleep again.

I have this idea stuck in my head that you have to be born beautiful in order to dream beautiful things. God didnt write beautiful on my heart. Im stuck with all my bad dreams. Bad dreams for bad boys. I guess thats the way it is for me. Look theres nothing I can do about it.

But I being poor have only my dreams I have spread my dreams under your feet Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Resolutions are most often empty promises for those who have an abundance of dreams but refuse to wake up and live them.

Where the rivers meetyou tell me of your black dreams.Your memories make me uneasy.But I listen because I knowmy listening like all other listeningallows you to heal.

Some choose to dream with a safety net. I dream with nothing to catch me that way if I fall nothing can stop me from rising back up.

The wise have pitied the fool that hath striven to give a life In the world of time and space among the bulks of actual thingsTo dream that was dreamed in the heart and that only the heart could hold.Oh wise men riddle me this What if the dream come true

Apparently my hopes dreams and aspirations were no match against my poor spelling punctuation and grammar.

Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.