“Be brave enough to never yearnFor that you cannot hold closeIn your heart forever.Tread lightly, cherish compassionAnd live in the moment without fear.”

“A stream of primal voicesWhispering in the breeze of your heartTo urge you on.”

“To have been where you have beenAnd to still have joy,Dazzling in your heart,Now theres a thing to make the whole world smile.”

“The sacred bequestOf times long spent with your heartThat saturate and illuminate you nowSo piercingly”

“Be content to love, to dazzle in the light,If only for momentsAnd then be gone,With gladness in your heart,Before the creeping shadowsClaim too much your sadness at leaving.”

“Open the doors of your heart and they will comeAnd for every cruel arrow,Sweet caresses of delirium alsoTo nourish your soul.”

“Ever have a dream so real you felt you could reach out and touch it?”

“The nearest thing we have to a defence against [the gods] (but there is no real defence) is to be very wide awake and sober and hard at work, to hear no music, never to look at earth or sky, and (a...”

“Today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well therefore to this day.”

“Nobody will achieve anything just by dreaming.”

“What you are seeing and hearing right now is nothing but a dream. You are dreaming right now in this moment. You are dreaming with the brain awake.”

“I had a dream about you. We installed Dr. Robert Jarviks artificial heart in a mannequin and brought it to life, only to later kill it because a creature thats all fake heart and no brain is whats ...”

“We are on strike, we, the men of the mind.We are on strike against self-immolation. We are on strike against the creed of unearned rewards and unrewarded duties. We are on strike against the dogma ...”

“If only it were possible to love without injury fidelity isnt enough: I had been faithful to Anne and yet I had injured her. The hurt is in the act of possession: we are too small in mind and body...”

“She looks at the swings, and I can see shes imagining what theyd look like if the kids werent there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never far away,...”