Books that distribute things... with as daring a freedom as we use in dreams put us on our feet again.
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...
My mother was the dearest sweetest angel. She didn't talk she sang. She was a tower of strength.