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There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask why? I dream of things that never read more
There are those that look at things the way they are, and ask why? I dream of things that never were, and ask why not.
It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.
It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.
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 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.
Some people follow their dreams, others hunt them down and beat them mercilessly into submission.
Some people follow their dreams, others hunt them down and beat them mercilessly into submission.
All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in read more
All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.
All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
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.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes;
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.
Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes;
When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.