Initially I wanted to be Muhammad Ali. But then I got into a fight and I got my butt kicked, read more

Initially I wanted to be Muhammad Ali. But then I got into a fight and I got my butt kicked, so I figured I could choose something else.

The fisher droppeth his net in the stream,
And a hundred streams are the same as one;
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The fisher droppeth his net in the stream,
And a hundred streams are the same as one;
And the maiden dreameth her love-lit dream;
And what is it all, when all is done?
The net of the fisher the burden breaks,
And always the dreaming the dreamer wakes.

People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in 'em as food.

People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in 'em as food.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

Living in dreams of yesterday, we find ourselves still dreaming of impossible future conquests.

Living in dreams of yesterday, we find ourselves still dreaming of impossible future conquests.

Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it.

Whatever you do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it.

Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest read more

Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.

To believe in one's dreams is to spend all of one's life asleep.

To believe in one's dreams is to spend all of one's life asleep.

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
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Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And say, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel, writing in a book of gold;
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said--
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And, with a look made all of sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."