My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
The very winds whispered in soothing accents and maternal Nature bade me...
I do not wish women to have power over men but over themselves.
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite no incident occurred from...
My dreams were at once more fantastic and agreeable than my writings.
I would go to bed every night and have dreams about having a time machine and...
There are no dreams too large no innovation unimaginable and no frontiers...
I'll see you in my dreams.
When your dreams tire they go underground and out of kindness that's where...
Sometimes you recognize that there is a category of human experience that has not been identified but everyone knows about it. That is when I find a term to describe it.
