Life is never easy for those who dream.

Life is never easy for those who dream.

So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, read more

So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable.

I think when you're in a relationship where you really care for the other person, when they achieve their dreams read more

I think when you're in a relationship where you really care for the other person, when they achieve their dreams it's better than when you do yourself.

We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring read more

We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who hope that their dreams will come true.

There is a fine line between dreams and reality, it's up to you to draw it.

There is a fine line between dreams and reality, it's up to you to draw it.

Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall read more

Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.

Myths are public dreams, dreams are private myths.

Myths are public dreams, dreams are private myths.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

And the dream that our mind had sketched in haste
Shall others continue, but never complete.
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And the dream that our mind had sketched in haste
Shall others continue, but never complete.
For none upon earth can achieve his scheme;
The best as the worst are futile here:
We wake at the self-same point of the dream,--
All is here begun, and finished elsewhere.