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"Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not. Responsibilities need not erase it. Duties need not obscure it. Because the dream is within you, no one can take it away." â Tom Clancy

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Gardenias I will grow a garden full of gardenias in gratitude for days gone by not gray days but green and gold days of summer gone fishing days no need for galoshes days days that fill a gorge with wishes granted. by Gail Goepfert
Deferral
At evening my father lays down his tools while the sun sets the sea on fire. Who among the heavens knows why he heaped lumber in the yard as when he was a young man, and now my father, sudden maker of a shed,            is Noah building an ark for his hammers and his saws. Rain-tight, mitres snug. Plumb.            It will outlast him. The rains, when they come, will be long.   Destiny shook her head at me and said at the appointed time, he must cross alone. Then bring your lamps, your bundled flowers. Bring lupines, lilac, apple blossom. Leave your oars and your grief.                        See the waters blazing, lit. The darkness may not have him yet. by Pamela Porter
âI can be quite sarcastic when I'm in the mood.â â J.D. Salinger
âHow can you govern a country which has 246 varieties of cheese?â â Charles de Gaulle

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âThe whole world might know you and acclaim you, but someone in the past, forever unreachable, forever unknowing, spoils it all. â â Isaac Asimov
The Lost Jewel
I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; Â I said: "'T'will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers, The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own. By Emily Dickinson
âIf you're reading this... Congratulations, you're alive. If that's not something to smile about, then I don't know what is.â â Chad Sugg
"When the rooster crows on the dung heap, the weather will either change or stay as it is." â Proverb
"The sands of time cannot be stopped. Years pass whether we will them or not... but we can remember. What has been lost may yet live in memories." â Christopher Paolini

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âI like my coffee with cream and my literature with optimism.â â Abigail Reynolds
âYet some men say in many parts of England that King Arthur is not dead, but had by the will of our Lord into another place; and men say that he shall come again â Thomas Malory, Le Morte d'Arthur
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âCome away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the worldâs more full of weeping  than you can understand.â â William Butler Yeats
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Adam was walking around feeling very lonely, so God asked Adam, âWhat is wrong with you?â
Adam said he didnât have anyone to talk to.
God said he was going to give him a companion and it would be a woman. He said, âThis woman will cook for you and wash your clothes, she will always agree with every decision you make. She will bear you children and never ask you to get up in the middle of the night to take care of them. She will not nag you, and will always be the first to admit she was wrong when youâve had a disagreement. She will never have a headache, and will freely give you love and compassion whenever needed.â Adam asked God, âWhat will a woman like this cost?â God said, âAn arm and a leg.â Adam said, âWhat can I get for just a rib?â The rest is history. Â

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âTo make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.â â Emily Dickinson
It's Good to Be King Everywhere I go, there are rules I have to followâ someone telling me what to do. "A man's home is his castle." Ha! I bet the guy who said that was not in earshot of his wife. Yes, everywhere, someone else makes the rules-- except in my garden. There, I am the King and I make the rules. You! Tomatoes! Stand up straight and tall! Zucchini! Lay low and cover the ground! Peppers, toil in the sun and produce a bit more; anyone who doesn't produce will pay for their sin with their life! Weeds, you annoy me; it's off with your heads! And bugs, you come like poachers in the night, eating what is mine; when I catch you I'll crush you under my thumb! But you, my little sweet petuniaâ you make me smile. You will be the jester in my court, in this gardenâmy garden, where I make the rules, I am the King and, yes, it's good to be King. by Jose E. Ferrer