“— and there, on the table under her bedroom window, lies the voice that has set her dreaming again. Fragments of a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The sight of stars always sets me dreaming just as naively as those black dots on a map set me dreaming of… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
The sight of him did something to me I've never quite been able to explain. He was more than tremendous speed and… — Walt Morey Copy Share Image
