Our dreams drench us in sense, and sense steeps us again in dreams.

Our notion of the perfect society embraces the family as its center and ornament, and this paradise is not secure until children appear to animate and complete the picture.

Too many of us are not living our dreams because we are living our fears.

Let us make our future now, and let us make our dreams tomorrow's reality.

We must not let our passions destroy our dreams.

The great function of poetry is to give back to us the situations of our dreams.