Quotes About Aspirations

We all kind of dreamed about being musicians, but the narrative around being a musician is it'll never happen to you. It's not something that just happens - one in a million shot - all those things that just make you feel like it'll never happen.

You don't meet too many actors in Nashville.

You are not alone in your quest to be who you want and have what you want.

One might come up with other and kinder distinctions (I shall not be doing so) but the plain fact about the senator from New York is surely that she is a known quantity who has already been in the White House purely as the result of a relationship with a man, and not at all a quixotic outsider who represents the aspirations of an 'out' group, let alone a whole sex or gender.

todo ideales y nada de ideas.

I just think sometimes, they were kids once. They ran about the park kicking a football. They had things they wanted to be. Nobody dreams about being that guy there. Nobody sets out to be like him. And we keep coming up against folk that have got themselves completely fucked up.

les plus belles années d'une vie sont celles que l'on a pas encore vécues.

There is will in the thought, there is none in the dream. The dream, which is completely spontaneous, takes and keeps, even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our mind. Nothing springs more directly and more sincerely from the very bottom of our souls than our unreflected and indefinite aspirations towards the splendours of destiny.

To realize one's dream. To whom is this accorded? There must be elections for this in heaven; we are all candidates, unknown to ourselves; the angels vote.

Nothing proceeds more directly and more sincerely from the very depth of our soul, than our unpremeditated and boundless aspirations towards the splendors of destiny.

In these aspirations, much more than in deliberate, rational coordinated ideas, is the real character of a man to be found. Our chimeras are the things which the most resemble us. Each

Na verdade, se nos fosse dado penetrar com os olhos da carne na consciência dos outros, julgaríamos com mais segurança um homem pelo que devaneia do que pelo que pensa. O pensamento é absolutamente espontâneo, toma e conserva, mesmo no gigantesco e no ideal, a figura do nosso espírito. Não há coisa que mais directa e profundamente saia do fundo da nossa alma do que as nossas aspirações irreflectidas e desmesuradas para os esplendores do destino

In rooms scented by dust, leather, and stone, she turns in the last of her father's dreams for her - that she will become a writer - she hands it in like an overdue book and takes joy in the words of others.

It seemed to her that she was reading the story of her own dreams, desires, and hopes. She sensed something immense, something calling behind the chaos of these primitive forms and structures of words.

Never let anyone lower your goals. Others' expectations of you are determined my their limitations of life. The sky is your limit, sons. Always shoot for the sun, and you will shine.

Never let anyone lower your goals. Others' expectations of you are determined by their limitations of life.

En la vida, hay cosas que pueden realizarse y otras que no. Las que se materializan, las olvidamos enseguida. Sin embargo, las que no podemos realizar, las guardamos eternamente dentro de nuestro corazón como algo muy preciado. Éste es el caso de los sueños o del os anhelos.

Creatures with no dreams of their own can do naught but destroy the dreams of others.

Dorintele sunt falsuri. Speranta e adevarata. Speranta isi face propria magie.

Dilapidated condition of Indian economy is such these days that first there are no Jobs and whatever little vacancy you see in newspaper is that for driver, fitter, welder, electricians, accounts assistants, teachers but nothing for white collar mainly for MBAs, B Tech or highly qualified people. No job advertisement is seen from Mutual Fund, Insurance, Banking or Big Industries. Governments jobs are almost never seen

Utopias are often just premature truths.

It is the duty of the younger Negro artist… to change through the force of his art that old whispering "I want to be white," hidden in the aspirations of his people, to "Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro—and beautiful!"

If wishes were horses, we'd be up to our eyeballs in sh*t.

You will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.