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 on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.
Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
A dream doesn't become reality through magic it takes sweat, determination and hard work.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
I'm sick of following my dreams. I'm just going to ask them where they're goin', and hook up with them later.
My dream is of a place and a time where America will once again be seen as the last best hope of earth.
If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with success unexpected in common hours.
There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why... I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?
We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams come into reality, it takes an awful lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort.
If you take responsibility for yourself you will develop a hunger to accomplish your dreams.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream not only plan, but also believe.
Dream no small dreams for they have no power to move the hearts of men.
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.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
He was a dreamer, a thinker, a speculative philosopher... or, as his wife would have it, an idiot.
I'm a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.
The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious activities of the mind.
I close my eyes, then I drift away, into the magic night I softly say. A silent prayer, like dreamers do, then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
We all dream we do not understand our dreams, yet we act as if nothing strange goes on in our sleep minds, strange at least by comparison with the logical, purposeful doings of our minds when we are awake.
I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.
Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.
So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable.