Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down t >>
Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth... >>
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine. >>
You've got to create a dream. You've got to uphold the dream. If you c >>
We are near waking when we dream we are dreaming. >>
The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the see >>
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on...