Genius is an African who dreams up snow.
I confess I do not believe in time.
Discussion in class which means letting twenty young blockheads and two...
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational...
It is hard I submit to loathe bloodshed including war more than I do but...
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...
I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do because I notice it always coincides with their own desires.
