All of us make an occasional attempt to realize a dream. In our computer oriented, information valuing society, emotions and emotional people are often ridiculed. It is usually not a compliment when one is described as being emotional. Being valuing beings, we learn to consider some emotions as good and others undesirable. As a little child, it was instilled into me to be silent and reticent. This was one of the most important traits to form in the character of a young man.

However, I entertain the hope that in our venturing we shall get addicted to wonder and know the joy of constantly feeling something a little new. Grief can take care of itself, but to get full value of a joy, you must have somebody to divide it with. Pleasure, joy, and happiness all involve a sense of well-being, a sense of being up, and having good feelings toward yourself and others.

Nonetheless, some individuals are convinced that life must be painful. They resent any good feelings in themselves or others. Joy seems somehow irresponsible to them. Yet, the price we pay for avoiding the pain of being fully alive is that we are excluded from the pleasure as well. The way to love other people is to express what we feel, anger and love, without aiming to hurt feelings. Open but reverent communication is how to make love in our lives.

The whole crusade for control of the emotions is, of course, emotionally grounded, and it is prosecuted in a most emotional fashion. Sometimes it is necessary to control strong emotions, as least temporarily. Perhaps it is the instinctive trait of most of us to seek an explanation for any great happiness as we are always prone to discuss the causes of our adversity.

Imagination may form fine pictures of felicity from an indulgence in every wish; but, so blind are mankind to their own happiness, that it is oftener to the gratification than to the disappointment of their misery owing. Of all things in this World, more dominion, or the empire over ourselves, is not only the most glorious, as reason is the superior nature of man, but the most valuable, in respect of real human pleasure.

Self-approbation is the highest honor, and the highest happiness, of a reasonable being. Money can give happiness where there is nothing else to give it. However, true happiness can be found only in congruity, and what is natural. The best of happiness is mine, the power and the will to be useful.

There is no happiness like that of being loved by your fellow creatures, and the feeling that your presence is an addition to their comfort. Our friendships and intimacies are only calculated for strong life and health. You cannot see my eyes, they do not see you. Hear me when I say they do not mind at all. The prettiest are always further.

It is the rain that I hear coming, not a stranger or a ghost, it is the quiet of the storm approaching that I fear the most. It is that pain that I hear coming, the slightest crystal tear and drops to the ground in silence, when my love is near. When waters engulf us we reach for a star.

Darling, when did you fall? When was it over? It is marching through my door now, the stoney cold of lonesome. A bell tolls for my heart and now my lonesome song begins. Darling, when did you call? I could not here you. Darling, when…when did you cry? I could not hear you. I supposed it is the price of falling in love. He that looks for a star puts out his candles.

Life never seems so clear and easy as when the heart is beating faster at the sight of some generous self-risking deed. We feel no doubt then what is the highest prize the soul can win; we almost believe in our power to attaint it. There is noting that human imagination can figure brilliant and enviable that human genius and skill do not aspire to realize.

The man who has many gratifications is apt to wander in imagination from daily and familiar joys, and confidently to reach after things yet untired. So wholesome is effort! So miraculous the strength that we do not know of! Art is her soul’s husband. A man of thought, fancy, and sensibility may, at any time, be a man of affairs if he will only choose to give himself trouble.

Keep good people in company, and you shall be of their number. An honest hearts is not always to be trusted with itself in bad company. Nothing will ever be attempted, if all possible objections must be first overcome. Fire cannot be forced downward, nor can true love. He that attempts the impossible will often achieve the extremely difficult. If eagles gaze at the Sun, may not men and women at the gods?

To scale great heights, we must come out of the lowermost depths. The way to Heaven is through hell. Life only becomes wrong when it ceases to aspire. Warmth and tenderness of heart, with an affectionate, open manner, will beat all the clearness of head in the World, for attraction. It is always a mystery what people see in each other.

I am in the dark, I am underwater searching for a teardrop in the water. I can feel your shadow over me, I can hear your whisper in my ear. The ocean is bleeding, it is taking me down. I am falling, you are watching me fall. I am watching as your body is falling deeper.

You are looking for a teardrop, here it is. I remember the way you used to dance. Then I remember that you will never dance again. Now you are fallen, I am falling with you; and with us, our blood, our love. Our heartbeats used to move in time, they have slowed down, left us being. This is the story of a fallen love.