“The young gentlemen who came calling seemed especially puzzling. They sat in their velvet shirts and their leather boots, nibbling burnt cakes and praising Diamond's mind, and all the while their eyes said other things. Now, their eyes said. Now. Then: Patience, patience. 'You are flowers,' their mouths said, 'You are jewels, you are golden dreams.' Their eyes said: I eat flowers, I burn with dreams, I have a tower without a door in my heart, and I will keep you there... ”

“Come back to me, Tessa. Henry said that perhaps, since you had touched the soul of an angel, that you dream of Heaven now, of fields of angels and flowers of fire. Perhaps you are happy in those dreams. But I ask this out of pure selfishness. Come back to me. For I cannot bear to lose all my heart.”

“May I see you again?" he asked. There was an endearing nervousness in his voice. I smiled. "Sure.""Tomorrow?" he asked."Patience, grasshopper," I counseled. "You don't want to seem overeager. "Right, that's why I said tomorrow," he said. "I want to see you again tonight. But I'm willing to wait all night and much of tomorrow." I rolled my eyes. "I'm serious," he said. "You don't even know me," I said. I grabbed the book from the center console. "How about I call you when I finish this?""But you don't even have my phone number," he said."I strongly suspect you wrote it in this book." He broke out into that goofy smile. "And you say we don't know each other.”

“Then are we not to see the merry young hobbits again?" said Legolas."I did not say so," said Gandalf. "Who knows? Have patience. Go where you must go, and hope!”

“The Dream by Mark BakerA man lay on his bed at the end of his life waiting to die.His dream came to pay his last respectsand bid farewell to the man who had never used it.As it entered the room the man looked down in shame."Why did you not realize me?" the dream asked."Because I was afraid," the man said."Afraid of what," said the dream."I was afraid I would fail.""But haven't you failed by not attempting to use me?"."Yes I did, but I always thought there would be tomorrow.""You Fool!" said the dream" Did it never occur to youthat there was only ever today? the moment that you are in right now?Do you think that now that death is herethat you can put it off until tomorrow?"."No", said the man, a tear gently rolling down his cheek.The dream was softer now, because it knew that there were two types of pain,the pain of discipline and the pain of regret,and while discipline weighs ounces, regret weighs pounds.Then the dream leant forward to gently wipe away the tear and said," You need only have taken the first stepand I would have taken one to meet you,for the only thing that ever separated uswas the belief in your mind that you couldn't have me".Then they said goodbye and they both died.”

“You don’t see yourself at all, do you? It seems to me that you’re good at everything you try,” said Ethan sincerely.“I had a dream I could breathe underwater,” I said flippantly, “Maybe I’ll go swim with the mermaids.”Ethan turned to look at me with shock in his eyes.“Just kidding,” I said, alarmed at his reaction”