I wanted to raise the voice of a lot of the people that I knew growing up and this was for the most part poor people who had extraordinary dreams but also very amazing obstacles.

Death is the mother of Beauty hence from her alone shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.

Man alone has the power to transform his thoughts into physical reality man alone can dream and make his dreams come true.

Everybody past a certain age regardless of how they look on the outside pretty much constantly dreams of being able to escape from their lives.

Old age realizes the dreams of youth: look at Dean Swift in his youth he built an asylum for the insane in his old age he was himself an inmate.