Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and read more

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life is but a dream.

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.

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?

Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams,
Unnatural and full of contradictions;
Yet others of read more

Some dreams we have are nothing else but dreams,
Unnatural and full of contradictions;
Yet others of our most romantic schemes
Are something more than fictions.

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.

At first, dreams seem impossible, then improbable, and eventually inevitable.

At first, dreams seem impossible, then improbable, and eventually inevitable.

Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams.

Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams.

Ideologies separate us. Dreams and anguish bring us together.

Ideologies separate us. Dreams and anguish bring us together.

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once read more

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.