Death is a delightful hiding place for weary men.
In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime.
The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Death comes for us all. Even for kings he comes.
Death's a debt; his mandamus binds all alike- no bail, no demurrer.
Fantasy is uni-age. You can start it in the creche, and it follows you to death.
The words of a dead man are modified in the guts of the living.
I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Freedom and democracy are dreams you never give up.
We use our parents like recurring dreams, to be entered into when needed.
Dreaming or awake, we perceive only events that have meaning to us.
Dreaming of a tomorrow, which tomorrow, will be as distant then as 'tis today.
There are women succeeding beyond their wildest dreams because of their sobriety.
What better model of a synthesis than a nocturnal dream? Dreams simplify, don't they?
Vain hopes are like certain dreams of those who wake.
I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past.
When I was 20, the idea of having a play on anywhere was just beyond my dreams.
I'm sure I have a process, but it mostly takes place in my dreams.
Nature is a good name for an effect whose cause is God.
Every chef I know, their cholesterol is through the roof. And mine's not so great.