Her hands reach out for intangible dreams as dust motes dance in the spectrum of light across one corner of the room.
In every dream journey, there comes a moment when you have to quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safely at death.
Dreams, kindled in the fire of imagination,ignite in the brilliance of our minds,and are wrought in the work of our hands" -
Get ready to leap into the life of your dreams!
We must be careful what we imagine, fear, or hope for. The echoes of our thought live on in eternity.
I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can't touch with decay.
The greatest of tragedies is a life lived without knowing its purpose. Discover your purpose and life will take on a new meaning.
You were born for a purpose and a special reason.Your purpose identifies your passion, your potential, the source of your fulfilment in life, and ultimately your success
The meaning of everything that occurs in your life is decided by the frame you put around it.
Your thoughts create your reality and you can chose the quality and the type of reality you experience every day by guarding your mind and only allowing the right input.
What God want me to be, I shall be by His grace.
The pursuit of PhD is enduring daring adventure.
I arise from dreams of thee,And a spirit in my feetHas led me- who knows how?To thy chamber-window, Sweet!
Who you are is not determined by what you wear, the money in your wallet, nor how you look. Who you are is simply determined by who or what you follow. If you follow money you will only seek after suc...
Let us keep the dance of rain our fathers kept and tread our dreams beneath the jungle sky.
After all those days in the cotton fields, the dreams came true on a gold record on a piece of wood. It's in my den where I can look at it every day. I wear it out lookin' at it.
America allows us to be able to dream, then gives us the ability to achieve those dreams.
O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now...
Screenplays I didn't really care about, journalism, travel books, getting my writer friends to write about their dreams or something. I just determined to write the books I had to write.
To provoke dreams of terror in the slumber of prosperity has become the moral duty of literature.