I have clung To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!
...these vignettes I sketch for you - what are they? watercolors ..yes and dreams blurred with tears ...
There are no more ceilings over my dreams... They have no limit; they limitless! They are extra-large!
Say your heart out.. work that dream out.. for the time won't be back again.
Art, like dreams, helps our eyes to see what our hearts already know.
Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams.
Do you think the wren ever dreams of a better house?
All great people had critics, but they still believe in beauty of their dreams.
Everybody past a certain age, regardless of how they look on the outside, pretty much constantly dreams of being able to escape from their lives.
Every age, after all, must have its own aisling and dream of a better, kinder, happier, shared world.
Sometimes I dream to be alone and that nobody would talk to me. But I understand that football is really important and that everybody watches it. When you're famous, you have to do photos or autographs, especially for the kids.
Look at the sky. We are not alone. The whole universe is friendly to us and conspires only to give the best to those who dream and work.
I didn't want to escape my life and become a big actress and live my dreams. That was never the way it was; it was just these amazing opportunities that happened.
My goal is to get people thinking and trying to wrap their heads around the amazing things that have been achieved and to dream about what will be achieved.
One of the most persistent yet elusive dreams of the Modern Movement in architecture has been prefabrication: industrially made structures that can be assembled at a building site.
The dialogue between client and architect is about as intimate as any conversation you can have, because when you're talking about building a house, you're talking about dreams.
Each year on the anniversary of Martin Luther King Jr.'s birth, America has the opportunity to reflect on our nation's progress towards the realization of his dream.
Choosing a new book was like looking for treasure.
There is nothing like a train journey for reflection.
Stories are a communal currency of humanity.
Music may be his passion -- but this, right here, was his dream.
