Work is of two kinds: first, altering the position of matter at or near the earth's surface relatively to other such matter; second, telling other people to do so.
There is no Joy greater than soaring high on the wings of your dreams, EXCEPT mabey the joy of watching a Dreamer who has no where to land but in the Ocean of Reality!
Alone together. It was all two people could ever be to each other, Alone. Together. For the dreams and secrets of our hearts may be spoken, but words are poor handmaidens. Wordes can never fully say what we want them to say, for they fumble, stammer, and break the best porcelain. The best one can hope for is to find along the way someone to share the path, content to walk in silence, for the heart communes best when it does not try to speak... from the book "Dragons of a Lost Star
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