A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence.

If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she's wearing your best sweater.

For every person who has ever lived there has come, at last, a spring he will never see. Glory then in the springs that are yours.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away- and leaves behind only silence.

A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely.

One small cat changes coming home to an empty house to coming home.

A cat can maintain a position of curled up somnolence on your knee until you are nearly upright. To the last minute she hopes your conscience will get the better of you and you will settle down again.

Kittens are wide-eyed, soft and sweet. With needles in their jaws and feet.

A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence.

The courage of very ordinary people is all that stands between us and the dark.

Always smile back at little children. To ignore them is to destroy their belief that the world is good.

Dads are the most ordinary men turned by love into heroes adventurers story-tellers and singers of song.

Dads are most ordinary men turned by love into heroes adventures story tellers and singers of songs.

A horse can lend its rider the speed and strength he or she lacks but the rider who is wise remembers it is no more then a loan.

A horse is the projection of peoples dreams about themselves strong powerful beautiful and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence.

Dads are most ordinary men turned by love into heroes adventurers story tellers singers of songs.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away and leaves behind only silence.

The trouble with sharing ones bed with cats is that theyd rather sleep on you than beside you.

Cats can work out mathematically the exact place to sit that will cause most inconvenience.

Becoming a grandmother is wonderful. One moment youre just a mother. The next you are all wise and prehistoric.

Grandmothers and grandchildren have a lot in common. They are inclined to straggle behind on walks. They doze off at unexpected moments. They like fancy cakes. They are very fond of cats and know how to talk to them. They are given to falling over. They get the giggles.

A horse is the projection of peoples dreams about themselves strong powerful beautiful. And it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence.

Horses lend us the wings we lack.

Odd how much it hurts when a friend moves away - and leaves behind only silence.

A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often--just to save it from drying out completely.

Friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil - but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small silly presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely.

Sisters share the scent and smells... the feel of a common childhood.

Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Monopolize the bathroom. Are always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending you against all comers.

An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counselor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.

Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling

Sisters share the scent and smells - the feel of a common childhood.

When sisters stand shoulder to shoulder, who stands a chance against us?

Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.

An older sister is a friend and defender - a listener, conspirator, a counsellor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.

A teddy bear does not depend upon mechanics to give him the semblance of life. He is loved - and therefore he lives.

A teddy bear is your childhood wrapped up in faded yellow fur, and as such, he commands affection long after he is out grown.

In a world gone bad, a bear - even a bear standing on its head - is a comforting, uncomplicated, dependable hunk of sanity.

If your sister is in a tearing hurry to go out and cannot catch your eye, she’s wearing your best sweater.

One of the most adventurous things left us is to go to bed. For no one can lay a hand on our dreams.

My life has been a continuous fulfillment of dreams. It appears that everything I saw and did has a new, and perhaps, more significant meaning, every time I see it. The earth is good. It is a privilege to live thereon.

Vain hopes are like certain dreams of those who wake.

We don't have an eternity to realize our dreams, only the time we are here.

Rude contact with facts chased my visions and dreams quickly away, and in their stead I beheld the horrors, the corruption, the evils and hypocrisy of society, and as I stood among them, a young wife, a great wail of agony went out from my soul.

The world is seldom what it seems; to man, who dimly sees, realities appear as dreams, and dreams realities.

I worked on my voice for Sweet Dreams, but only to match my speaking voice to Patsy's actual singing voice. That was my way into that character.

In my dreams, I could be a Princess, and that's what I was. Like most little girls, I believed nothing less than a Prince could make my dreams come true.

The only time you really live fully is from thirty to sixty. The young are slaves to dreams; the old servants of regrets. Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.

The name Air Supply sort of came from nowhere. I get a lot of my things in dreams and I just had a dream about it one night, and I woke up and said that's just got to be the name. That was in 1975.

Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.