To want... is to need,... to need... is to love, and to love... To love?? God... if only time could be altered! For just a little while, would then I be richer than the knight victorious astride his golden steed!
Would that not then be life amongst the nearly dead? Would that not be richer than the wealthiest of men?
By Elbert Hubbard. Edited by Adriana Culverhouse and Mary Schreiner (University of Wisconsin, Green Bay.)
The text of Hubbard's Little Journeys... William Morris is transcribed here.
BY
ELBERT HUBBARD
WILLIAM MORRIS
Done into print by the Roy-
crofters at the Roycroft
Shop, which is in
East Aurora,
New York,
U.S.A.
Of this edition there were printed and illumined by
hand but nine hundred and twenty-five copies. This
book is Number 923
Elbert Hubbard
How does one go about following a dream?... When reality becomes fantasy, is this impossible?... How can one follow what seemingly leads to nowhere?
But then wait a minute,... Who am I to question the limits of what the mind can conjure?...
I myself am following the impossible dream! Mine is a rainbow, invisible to other eyes, but my eyes see and my mind knows where my dream will lead.
