“If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer…
If you’re a pretender come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
― Shel Silverstein,
“The mind, with it’s own eyes and ears,
May for these others have no care;
No matter where this body is,
The mind is free to go elsewhere”. – The Mind’s Liberty by William Henry Davies
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
“I want to get lost in a fairytale.”
It is the story I am writing in my head
The one of which not a word is said
The one where the impossible is possible
The one in which love conquers all.
The one that offers me comfort
I can be, where me is always me
The one that creates happy dreaming
Where I can live in the sky
And breathe in the sea.
“She knew that she had a tendency to allow her mind to wander but surely, that’s what made the world interesting. One thought led to another, one memory triggered another. How dull it would be, she thought, not to be reminded of the interconnectedness of everything, how dull for the present not to evoke the past, for here not to imply there.”
– Alexander McCall Smith,