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Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new read more
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die tomorrow.
Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die tomorrow.
We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of the dreams.
We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of the dreams.
We are not only less reasonable and less decent in our dreams... we are also more inteligent, wiser and capable read more
We are not only less reasonable and less decent in our dreams... we are also more inteligent, wiser and capable of better judgment when we are asleep than when we are awake.
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.
A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
If you have only two pennies left in the world, with the first penny, you should buy rice to feed read more
If you have only two pennies left in the world, with the first penny, you should buy rice to feed your family. With the second penny, say the wise Japanese, you should buy a lily. The Japanese understand the importance of dreaming...
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.
If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell;
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If there were dreams to sell,
What would you buy?
Some cost a passing bell;
Some a light sigh,
That shakes from Life's fresh crown
Only a rose-leaf down.
If there were dreams to sell,
Merry and sad to tell,
And the crier rung the bell,
What would you buy?