“Feet sandaled with dreams tread paths of vision leading to wisdom’s sharp peaks.”
“But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!”
“I have spread my dreams beneath your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
“Many paths lead from the foot of the mountain, but at the peak we all gaze at the single bright moon.”
“Hither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his sandaled feet.”
“But I, being poor, have only my dreams;I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."(Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven)”