"Two gates there are for dreams,"
said Penelope to Odysseus after his ten years' wanderings had ended. "One made
of horn and one of ivory. The dreams that pass through the carved ivory delude and
bring us tales that turn to naught; those that can come through polished horn accomplish
real things whenever seen."
Whenever a dream comes forth from the ivory
gate that is carved and made by man, shaped and twisted by his wish-thinking, his
prejudices and half-formed opinions, it always falls to the ground as worthless; but
whenever it comes forth from the gate that God has made, the horn that needs no carving or
artificial molding, which requires only a little polishing to make it seen in all its
native power and beauty--that dream always comes true.
~ Glenn Clark ~