Tag: Donald G. Mitchell

No man’s brain is so dull, and no man’s eye so blind, that they cannot catch food for dreams.

Youth is in a grand flush, like the hot days of ending summer and pleasant dreams thrall your spirit, like the smoky atmosphere that bathes the landscape of an August day.

Married or unmarried, young or old, poet or worker, you are still a dreamer, and will one time know, and feel, that your life is but a dream.