A Quote by Howard Pyle

I put on my dream-cap one day and stepped into Wonderland. — © Howard Pyle
I put on my dream-cap one day and stepped into Wonderland.
Eventually one day I want to direct, but as of right now my next cap that I'm looking for is the producer cap.
The flat-brimmed cap is the modern day dunce cap.
You can have fun, but you also have to put on your thinking cap every day
You can have fun, but you also have to put on your thinking cap every day.
Internally, when we manage portfolios, we figure out what works in large cap, what works in mid cap, what works in small cap. Generally speaking, large cap stocks want earning stability, strong cash flow, margin expansion.
At the beginning, my dream was to become a world-class boxer, but then I stepped into MMA. And when I stepped into MMA, it was to have fun. I reminded myself of what was the purpose, of what was the goal: to have fun.
A night-cap deck'd his brows instead of bay,- A cap by night, a stocking all the day.
I had another dream the other day about music critics. They were small and rodent-like with padlocked ears, as if they had stepped out of a painting by Goya.
It's like I'm married to the silencer, Until I file for divorce and release my ex-calibers. Do art with your arteries, place that for my adversaries, Put your snap back cap back, cap your capillaries.
I used to dream of medals and championships, but now I dream solely of a blue-eyed fighter who one day changed my life, when he put his lips on mine. . .
I'm versatile. You won't see none of the others put on a XXL T-shirt with a do-rag and baseball cap and then the next day wear some Manohlo Blahniks with a tight top. I can do all of that and carry it.
I can wear a baseball cap; I am entitled to wear a baseball cap. I am genetically pre-disposed to wear a baseball cap, whereas most English people look wrong in a baseball cap.
I don't dream a lot. But whenever I dream, I just dream about the day I just had or something like that. Mostly that's what I dream about. I dream about that current day. Other than that, I don't dream a lot.
It was a dream world, a kind of Alice in Wonderland, with its kings and queens, princes and princesses, and our millions of loyal subjects. But it wasn't real, and it couldn't last.
A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep on changing? I shall call myself Alice and play croquet with the flamingos. In Wonderland everyone cheats and love is Wonderland, isn't it?
I think all families have these secrets, and it's sometimes the strangest things that bring them out. That was part of my interest in the heatwave, in heat as a catalyst for uncovering truths. I was reading Alice in Wonderland to one of my kids recently, and I remembered that it starts on a really hot day. Alice falls asleep because of the heat; the whole story is predicated on falling into a heat-fueled dream.
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