But what I was going to say was, I just figured I'm going to go boldly in the direction of my dreams, say it as Thoreau would say, and just see where it takes me.
Don't let expertise fool you into seeing false boundaries or underestimating those with wild dreams.
I believe dreams represent the purest form of fantasy we unleash through our subconscious. They represent the truest freedom we can experience. Totally unrepressed and totally creative.
The only thing that comes to a sleeping man is dreams.
In my dreams, I could be a Princess, and that's what I was. Like most little girls, I believed nothing less than a Prince could make my dreams come true.
If your mom asks you to do the dishes, do not pull out your pirate attitude. But if someone tells you you're not good enough, says your dreams are too lofty, or claims there is no room in showbiz for...
Do not give up your most cherished dreams. Dreams are scriptures. Dreams are possibilities. Dreams always come true.
Everyone needs someone and there is someone for everyone.
Going to sleep is an adventure: you never know where your dreams will take you.
We have to imagine our dreams becoming reality. We must keep pursuing them and reaching beyond for future achievements. We never stop dreaming as long as we imagine.
Whatever her dream was, it rested somewhere in the most vague of directions.
Go forward and fulfil your dream.
May you dream great dreams.
Whatever you begin will see the light of day provided you can dream big and be a ruler over your dreams with persistent actions.
Your action plan is what you use to turn your dream into reality.
Dreams shape the kind of human beings we become. Not having a dream gave me a smaller future and made me a smaller person.
Delusion is the seed of dreams.
We have big dreams - sometimes scary, unforgettable dreams that repeat on the same date every year and are shared by every person in town - but we make those big dreams come true. Remember the clock...
My eyes constantly seek the rainbow of my dreams and I sometimes fail to be grateful for raindrops that keep my hope alive
Sleep occupies a third of our life. It is the consolation to the woes of our days or the woe of their pleasures; but I have never found that sleep was a rest. After a swoon of a few minutes a new life...
Dreams are woven with threads of truth.
If life didn't give you at least one person not wanting you to succeed then half of us would lose our motivation to climb that cliff, in order to prove them wrong.
Don't nourish your fears more than you nourish your hopes.
Dreams come from that special place in our mind where our soul loves to spend its holidays.
DREAMS EDIT THEMSELVES; DREAMS are ruthless with details. Common sense does not dictate what remains, or is not included, in a dream. A two-minute dream can feel like forever.
A dream postponed is a dream we deny ourselves.
Yes, I regret you because you are a true child, Scarlett. A child who cries because she can't touch the moon. And what would she do with it if she finally reached it?
Unspeakable nightmares surround the men now. They would scream if they could. It's no use. The dream has them, and it will not relinquish its hold. Ever. Back in their beds on Mott Street. the men's...
I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half light; I would spread the cloths under your...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...