I had a dream that I would be successful and happy in life…I woke up running out of breath, because I’ve been chasing this dream for quite a while now.

I had a dream that my boyfriend went back to his ex…I woke up and giggled because you don’t pick up a rock after finding a diamond.

I had a dream that boys would act like men for once…then I woke up.

I had a dream that I could please everyone. Well that will always be a dream, because I find that near to impossible to do.

I had a dream that I had no haters…I woke up missing them.

I had a dream that I was in someone else’s shoes for once…they were the wrong size.

I had a dream that I was perfect…I woke up and was still perfect. Aw.

I had a dream that I didn’t care anymore…when I woke up I realized that I was stuck with a big heart.

I had a dream that I knew it all…but then I woke up and appreciated the fact that I didn’t know everything because then there would be nothing left to discover in life.

When I am wrong, I will learn the lesson and move on to face other challenges. For me, that's what creating your own life is. Doing your best work while being your best self.

far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

We have to do commerce differently because the WalMart system of big box chain retail will soon die. This means rebuilding local main street economies (networks of local economic interdependency).

Were I to fall in love, indeed, it would be a different thing! but I never have been in love; it is not my way, or my nature; and I do not think I ever shall.

If you were to look back at me as a school kid you'd see a very quiet little church mouse kind of character.

Simplicity is an exact mediumbetween too little and too much.

Spare me the political events and power struggles, as the whole earth is my homeland and all men are my fellow countrymen.

The man who can get believers to praying would, under God, usher in the greatest revival that the world has ever known.

The soul must long for God in order to be set aflame by God's love; but if the soul cannot yet feel the longing, then it must long for the longing. To long for the longing is also from God.

Peace is nothing more than the regulation of the psycho-political economy of awe and reverential fear, of using the threat of terror in order to bind citizens to the circuit of their subjection.