“Dreams dawn and fly: friends smile and die, Like spring flowers. Our vaunted life is one long funeral. Men dig graves, with bitter tears, For their dead hopes; and all, Mazed with doubts, and sick with fears, Count the hours.” MenLifeLongDreamLife IsDiesHoursDoubtTearsFlowerSpringSickGravesBitterDawnFuneralSpring Flowers Book:Matthew Arnold Source: Matthew Arnold
“We must face the bitter fact that we have forsaken our great dream of a life of, for, and by the people; that the burning passions and ideals of the American dream lie congealed by cold cynicism. Great parts of the masses of our people no longer believe that they have a voice or a hand in shaping the destiny of this nation. They have not forsaken democracy because of any desire or positive action of their own; they have been driven down into the depths of a great despair born of frustration, hopelessness, and apathy. A democracy lacking in popular participation dies of paralysis.” PeopleBelieveHas BeensFactsDreamHandsActionAmericaFacesLyingDesireDiesPassionNationsVoiceBornDestinyDemocracyColdDespairMassIdealsDepthDrivenBitterBurningFrustrationApathyCynicismAmerican DreamLackingParticipationHopelessnessParalysisForsakenBurning Passion Author:Saul Alinsky
“But then to part! to part when Time Has wreathed his tireless wing with flowers, And spread the richness of a clime Of fairy o'er this land of ours; When glistening leaves and shaded streams In the soft light of Autumn lay, And, like the music of our dreams, The viewless breezes seemed to stray 'T was bitter then to rend the heart With the sad thought that we must part; And, like some low and mournful spell, To whisper but one word farewell!” HeartDreamLightLandFlowerLowsLaysWingsSpreadBitterStreamsFairyAutumnSpellsFarewellOur DreamsBreezeOne WordRichness Author:Benjamin
“The limner's art may trace the absent feature, And give the eye of distant weeping faith To view the form of its idolatry; But oh! the scenes 'mid which they met and parted; The thoughts--the recollections sweet and bitter,-- Th' Elysian dreams of lovers, when they loved,-- Who shall restore them?” GivingMayArtDreamEyeFormViewsSweetLoversMetsSceneSeparationBitterFeaturesAbsentWeepingRecollectionIdolatry Book:Betram, Or, The Castle of St. Aldobrand: A Trgedy ... Source: Betram, Or, The Castle of St. Aldobrand: A Trgedy ...