I am living proof that the American dream still exists. It is still alive and well. There is only one trick you have to be willing to roll up your sleeves and work very very hard.

It's definitely a dream come true to be recognized and to be able to sign autographs. But it's also a lot of hard work and can be draining. If you don't know already you will quickly learn who your real friends are.

I like American women. They do things sexually Russian girls never dream of doing - like showering.

Women can go on marrying and pretending that their boyfriends and husbands are Mr. Darcy or some RomCom dream man. But where's that going to get 'em? Besides divorce court?

Even by common wisdom there seem to be both people and objects in my dream that are outside myself but clearly they were created in myself and are part of me they are mental constructs in my own brain.

I'll get pretty much everything the way I want it. I've always dreamed of a beach wedding.

I was never a girl who dreamed about what her wedding day would be like but I've always dreamed about decorating my baby's nursery.

I myself have never been enchanted by the dream of the white wedding and heaven help us the expectation that this exquisitely catered event should be 'the happiest moment' of one's life.

The vast upheaval of the World War set in motion forces that will either destroy civilization or raise mankind to undreamed of heights of human welfare and prosperity.

But whether it be dream or truth to do well is what matters. If it be truth for truth's sake. If not then to gain friends for the time when we awaken.