You must learn to control your dreams or your dreams will forever control you.

It’s the same American dream that every immigrant has ever had.

I have a dream my life would be. So different from this hell I’m living. So different now from what it seem. Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.”*Fantine

Walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it…

It seemed funny that one day I would go to bed in her arms and the next not feel anything, like a switch had gone off. But no, that wasn’t honest either. This had been building for a long time. Our silences were getting longer. Our arguments more frequent. How do you stay with someone...

That many dreams within dreams is too unstable!

Teams that spend a lot of time learning the tricks of the trade will probably never really learn the trade.

In dreams begin responsibilities.

For every person who closed the door in my face, thank you. For every person who told me I wasn’t good enough, thank you. For every person who laughed and told me that I was wasting my time going to college, because I was going to fail, thank you. For every person who tried to...

It is hard to imagine the things you have never seen.

How oddly situated a man is apt to find himself at age thirty-eight! His youth belongs to the distant past. Yet the period of memory beginning with the end of youth and extending to the present has left him not a single vivid impression. And therefore he persists in feeling that nothing more than a...

What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams.

An “eye” on the vision is more important than an “I” on the vision.

Making Cocoa For Kingsley AmisIt was a dream I had last weekAnd some kind of record seemed vital.I knew it wouldn’t be much of a poemBut I love the title.

Honesty is a heart that betrays itself for a dream, a moment, a kiss.

Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.

Properly speaking, the unconscious is the real psychic; its inner nature is just as unknown to us as the reality of the external world, and it is just as imperfectly reported to us through the data of consciousness as is the external world through the indications of our sensory organs.

Here’s a funny question:What is your favorite word?Think about it—maybe it’s a word that makes you absolutely happy, or a word that sounds gloriously beautiful, or a word that evokes awe and wonder. Maybe you are reminded of a great time when you hear it, or maybe it represents your life’s dream.So, what is it?...

There is only Love — and Stories. All else is but a shadow dream.

The world is shaped by two things — stories told and the memories they leave behind.

I am a butterfly poetbirthed from painflying with the freedomof my verses.

God is going to send you someone that will rescue you. Then one day you will rescue them in return and together your story will rescue others. He has always been a God of rescues and a maker of warrior’s for his grace. You only need to believe that you are part of something greater...

When what you value and dream about doesn’t match the life you are living, you have pain.

Your heart will always go where your mind wanders.

If life didn’t give you at least one person not wanting you to succeed then half of us would lose are motivation to climb that cliff, in order to prove them wrong.

The problem isn’t that I think so highly of myself. It is just that you think so little of yourself. Live life BIG, BOLD and OUT LOUD!

In the end, what will you fight for– what got there first, what got there last or what has been there all along?

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

We are all a little schizophrenic. Each of us has three different people living inside us every day—who you were, who you are and who you will become. The road to sanity is to recognize those identities, in order to know who you are today.

Thoughts might not be solid and always obtainable, but they become your reality when emotions are attached to them. Over time, they become your wants and form an attachment to your behavior.

God doesn’t hand you an easy life because you will grow in it. He hands you a dream with hurdles, obstacles, setbacks, battles and challenges because he knows the real you is at the finishing line.

Never, ever, let anyone tell you what you can and can’t do. Prove the cynics wrong. Pity them for they have no imagination. The sky’s the limit. Your sky. Your limit. Now. Let’s dance.

You never know what’s around the corner. It could be everything. Or it could be nothing. You keep putting one foot in front of the other, and then one day you look back and you’ve climbed a mountain.

Bella, I can’t!

True, I talk of dreams,Which are the children of an idle brain,Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,Which is as thin of substance as the air,And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north,And, being anger’d, puffs away from thence,Turning his side to the dew-dropping south.

Many of the most powerful things in life are not tangible. All it takes is for you to close your eyes to see.

And I want to wake up.

Dreams are the visions depending upon certain expectations from life or others…If Expectations ruled out Dreams Shattered…vice-versa…!

I dreamed about the future because that’s what people persuade you to do when you’re a kid, but that’s the biggest lie of all–that you can plan. Reality is, you have no fucking clue what’s coming and neither do they.

I had a dream about you, and in the dream you were dreaming of me. We were meant for each other subconsciously.

Imagine your life as a painting and yourself as the artist. Every morning when you awaken, pick your color palette and paint the life of your dreams.

We don’t choose our wildest dreams. They choose us.

Whatever happened to our dreams? The infinite possibilities each day holds should stagger the mind. The sheer number of experiences I could have is uncountable, breathtaking, and I’m sitting here refreshing my inbox. We live trapped in loops, reliving a few days over and over, and we envision only a handful of paths laid out...

I still have dreams of being beaten up. I’m not the same person, and I never will be. He has changed me for the rest of my life.

We all dream a lot – some are lucky, some are not. But if you think it, want it, dream it, then it’s real. You are what you feel.

I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams.

When you encounter obstacles, don’t turn your back on them. Face them, confront them and your will see them dissolving in front of your eyes.

The world’s greatest achievers have been those who have always stayed focussed on their goals and have been consistent in their efforts.

If a little hill of happiness would satisfy Chris, good for him. Butafter all these years of striving, hoping, dreaming, longing-I wanted amountain high! A hill wasn’t enough.

You were right the first time, Cathy. It was a stupid, silly story.Ridiculous! Only insane people would die for the sake of love. I’llbet you a hundred to one a woman wrote that junky romantic trash!”Just a minute ago I’d despised that author for bringing about such amiserable ending, then there I went, rushing to...