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No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams.
โ Donald G. Mitchell
novelist, writer, essayist
๐ Read on Wikipedia1822 ย โ 1908
No man's brain is so dull, and no man's eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams.
Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life is but a dream.
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.
The sparrow that is twittering on the edge of my balcony is calling up to me this moment a world of memories that reach over half my lifetime, and a world of hope that stretches farther than any flight of sparrows.
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.
