Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time,Why should I strive to set the crooked straight?

Dreamer of dreams, born out of my due time, / Why should I strive to set the crooked straight? / Let it suffice me that my murmuring rhyme / Beats with light wing against the ivory gate, / Telling a tale not too importunate.

Improvement makes straight roads; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius

Time has no care for a dreamer.

We're people who want to make a difference and help. It's time to set the record straight: We're not bootstrapping, skull-crushing mercenaries. We don't believe we'll make a profit here. We ran to the fire because it was burning.

We're people who want to make a difference and help, ... It's time to set the record straight: We're not bootstrapping, skull-crushing mercenaries. We don't believe we'll make a profit here. We ran to the fire because it was burning.