Ever since we were little, we were so on fire for our dreams. We never let anyone blow our flames out.
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So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.
There was a time when fire and story would fall asleep in unison. It was dream time.
In our dreams we are always young.
Through our great good fortune, in our youth our hearts were touched with fire. It was given to us to learn at the outset that life is a profound and passionate thing.
As a child our dreams got scattered all about and all our future prospects got scattered to so many places, and we spend our lives trying to find the little pieces that make up our lives and make up the dreams that we had as a child that got blown away in the windstorm.
We dream every night, all the time.
God gave us dreams, but he gave us kids to make all those dreams worthwhile. And when I look at all my kids, I say everything that I've ever went through in my life was worthwhile.
I dreamed really big when I was little.
One day, when we were coming back from school, we saw this big cloud of smoke coming up, and all these fire-trucks in the yard. The garage was burning down. I was 14, and we'd lost everything.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep.
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