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Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes;
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes;
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
When your dreams tire, they go underground and out of kindness that's where they stay.
When your dreams tire, they go underground and out of kindness that's where they stay.
Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty read more
Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.
The moment of enlightenment is when a person's dreams of possibilities become images of probabilities.
The moment of enlightenment is when a person's dreams of possibilities become images of probabilities.
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the read more
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.
When your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme.
When your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme.
She laughs at my dreams, but I dream about her laughter.
She laughs at my dreams, but I dream about her laughter.
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to read more
If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.
When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
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When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
Drift on and on through the enchanted dark
To purple daybreak--little thought we pay
To that sweet bitter world we know by day.
