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dream interested method process wheels within wrote
I wrote what interested me; and my method of working out my story through the dream process probably underlay the wheels within wheels aspect. A. E. van Vogt
dreamed game season
Just to get to play the first game of the season is what I've dreamed of, and it happened. Lukas Krajicek
dreams thy true
Keep true to the dreams of thy youth. Friedrich Schiller
dream thy true youth
Keep true to the dream of thy youth.
dream gives thinking
Just thinking about it gives me the chills, ... It's one of the things I dream about at night. Ray Young
dream fun magnitude mine
Hector Mine was a dream earthquake. All the fun of a magnitude 7 without any of the guilt.
dream game
Having a game like this is a dream come true.
dreamed drowning famous man rich
Guido clung to this thought like a drowning man clutching at a straw. He was rich and famous now, he told himself, and wasn't that what he'd always dreamed of?
dream fairy family incomplete loved maybe tales wanting worlds
I loved reading Grimm's fairy tales and Hans Christian Andersen, and I loved to dream about other worlds and other lives. Maybe that has something to do with having an incomplete family, being an only child. All I know is I loved to pretend, and all that was in tandem with my wanting to be an actress. Lauren Bacall
spring training
It is just part of Spring Training soreness. If this was during the season, I'd play through it. Hank Blalock
spring sleep thinking
What am I supposed to do with a wool coat? Especially here in Palm Springs?” “Sleep with it,” he suggested. “Think of me. Richelle Mead
spring winter animal
June, July, all through the warm months she hibernated like a winter animal who did not know spring had come and gone. Truman Capote
spring fall autumn
Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.
spring special groups
Since inequalities of privilege are greater than could possibly be defended rationally, the intelligence of privileged groups is usually applied to the task of inventing specious proofs for the theory that universal values spring from, and that general interests are served by, the special privileges which they hold. Reinhold Niebuhr
spring training sound
The sound of the bat is the music of spring training. William Zinsser
spring farewell bird
Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring. William Wordsworth
spring passion blood
It feeds and grows on the blood which it sheds. The passions , from which it springs, gain strength and fury from indulgence. William Ellery Channing
spring culture campaigns
The truth is that our way of celebrating the Christmas season does spring from myriad cultures and sources, from St. Nicholas to Coca-Cola advertising campaigns. Richard Roeper
winter break love-and-jealousy
When Love And Jealousy Collide On The Slopes, Winter Break Turns Deadly
winter grieving long
I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings. Raymond Chandler
winter night grieving
I don't mind your showing me your legs. They're very swell legs and it's a pleasure to make their acquaintace. I don't mind if you don't like my manners. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter nights.
winter player world
Johnny Winter is one of the best blues players in the world. He's very underrated. Ritchie Blackmore
winter important tests
The work that we do during the winter is very important; we have a new bike and it's important to develop it during this time, and we start with this test Valentino Rossi
winter grace grows
Grace grows best in winter. Samuel Rutherford
winter snow tree
One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow Wallace Stevens
winter voice air
Cold is our element and winter's air Brings voices as of lions coming down.
winter ice sky
The leaves hop, scraping on the ground. It is deep January. The sky is hard. The stalks are firmly rooted in ice. It is in this solitude, a syllable, Out of these gawky flitterings, Intones its single emptiness, The savagest hollow of winter-sound.