Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
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Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And say, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel, writing in a book of gold;
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said--
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And, with a look made all of sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."

When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
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When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
Drift on and on through the enchanted dark
To purple daybreak--little thought we pay
To that sweet bitter world we know by day.

When one of your dreams come true, you begin to look at the others more carefully.

When one of your dreams come true, you begin to look at the others more carefully.

A theory must be tempered with reality.

A theory must be tempered with reality.

The point, as Marx saw it, is that dreams never come true.

The point, as Marx saw it, is that dreams never come true.

In dreams begins responsibility.

In dreams begins responsibility.

I accept reality and dare not question it.

I accept reality and dare not question it.

Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems read more

Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems -- but as you approach the present, it inevitably seems incredible.

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?

If there were dreams to sell, what would you buy?