Youth is in a grand flush like the hot days of ending summer and pleasant dreams thrall your spirit like the smoky atmosphere that bathes the landscape of an August day.
No man's brain is so dull and no man's eye so blind that they cannot catch...
Married or unmarried young or old poet or worker you are still a dreamer...
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...
In my second year in graduate school I took a computer course and that was like lightening striking.
