Go to the moon, that’s my dream.
Some people grow into their dreams, instead of out of them.
Seems like half my anxiety dreams are about airports.
Dare to conceive of greater things for yourself. Dare to see yourself as strong, confident, successful, and possessed of the patience and stability to keep on moving in the direction of your dreams. <br>"Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream you shall become. <br>Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be. <br>Your idea is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil."
A serious athlete to me is one who is committed to excellence at any level, at any age, in any endeavor and in either sex. This commitment begins with a dream and a sense of talent and skill and determination to make that dream come true.
The drum in a dream pounds loud to the dreamer.
Poetry is any page from a sketchbook of outlines of a doorknob with thumb-prints of dust, blood, dreams.
And those who say, "I’ll try anything once," often try nothing twice, three times, arriving late at the gate of dreams worth dying for.
Lips half-willing in a doorway. Lips half-singing at a window. Eyes half-dreaming in the walls. Feet half-dancing in a kitchen. Even the clocks half-yawn the hours And the farmers make half-answers.
Nothing happens unless first we dream.
All we need to begin with is a # dream that we can do better than before. All we need to have is faith, and that dream will come true. All we need to do is act, and the time for action is now.
And even now she beats her head against the bars in the same old way and wonders if there is a bigger place the railroads run to from Chicago where maybe there is romance and big things and real dreams that never go smash.
There are dreams stronger than death. Men and women die holding these dreams.
Nothing happens… but first a dream.
Lifes strange ,times change, but karma always finds the way. Stay strong, hold on. Don’t let all your dreams fade away. Yeah life can beat you down, what goes it comes around It’s not how you hit the ground, it’s how fast you get back up. And go, keep going ,till it feels like I’m giving my life away Gets hard,and harder, happiness is worth the wait.
Every man’s dream is to be able to sink into the arms of a woman without also falling into her hands.
The young man who’s had the Guggenheim fortune behind him all his life – he can hire all the authorities on the subject to teach him how to do a monologue, but he’s never going to have the right stuff to pull it off. If he doesn’t walk out onstage needing to walk out there, he doesn’t have a dream of doing well.
This city belongs to ghosts, to murderers, to sleepwalkers. Where are you, in what bed, in what dream?
Let’s be cautious about dreaming up extreme scenarios. The situation in Iraq is still salvageable.
When you’re 18 and you’ve made the album of your dreams, you’re not really thinking about the machinery that will actually take it to the public. You just think: "I’ve done the best thing that I could ever do and this is the most magic moment for me."
There are people these days who can do things on the guitar which are beyond my reach. There’s one guy who plays with Queen who can do things I would dream of doing. I sincerely mean that.
Even if you know you’re sleeping, you’re still at the mercy of your dreams. People who are asleep can’t simply decide to wake up. Nightmares don’t let you off that easily. They hold you in their clutches until they decided, in their own good time, to let you go.
Every time I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise. No one compares to you, but there’s no you, except in my dreams tonight
I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But I didn’t really mind, because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
I knew I wanted to do something creative. I didn’t think I’d have the luxury of doing something like that, because I didn’t know anyone who had pursued anything they really adored, but I had dreams for singing or writing.
Within its gates I heard the sound Of winds in cypress caverns caught Of huddling tress that moaned, and sought To whisper what their roots had found. (“A Dream of Fear”)
She still talks to me now, only now she talks to me in my dreams. And I can’t wait to go to sleep tonight because we have a lot to talk about. I love you.
Capitalists’ wet dreams is to be involved in charity.
My biggest dream is that my words will inspire heart, hope and personal responsibility in people around the globe long after my feet in these shoes aren’t walking the planet.
Choose in ways that support your dreams.
Dare to dream of your great success. Become intimate with those things which deeply motivate you and regularly work toward the realization of that mission.
Don’t Wait! Start on your dreams, your impulses, your longings, your special occasions today. Because this is your moment.
As you awaken, may your dreams greet you by name, and may you answer, "Yes!"
It takes courage to reinvent joys, to reinvent opportunities, to reinvent dreams, to reinvent connections, to reinvent hopes that you have set aside.
Yes! it takes courage to act upon your dreams.