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.
No man's brain is so dull and no man's eye so blind that they cannot catch...
Youth is in a grand flush like the hot days of ending summer and pleasant...
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...
Peace to the shacks! War on the palaces!
