Quotes About Aspiration

What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over— like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?

Find my dream! Help me to shatter this darkness, To smash this night, To break this shadow Into a thousand lights of sun, Into a thousand whirling dreams Of sun!

Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly.

I have discovered in life that there are ways of getting almost anywhere you want to go, if you really want to go.

Harlem What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-- And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-- like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?

Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die life is a broken-winged bird that can not fly. Hold fast to dreams for when dreams go life is a barren field frozen with snow.

Gather out of star-dust, Earth-dust, Cloud-dust, Storm-dust, And splinters of hail, One handful of dream-dust, Not for sale.

Ambition has one heel nailed in well, though she stretch her fingers to touch the heavens.

You're a good man, Dominic Baine." "No. I'm not. But I want to be. For you." "You're the only man I want. The only one I love.

The bar is high. But now you have a ladder.

Remember—write this down, it's critical—nothing fuels a story quite like hope.

I'd like to play Matt Damon's daddy. He's a wonderful actor, I really admire him, and I'd like to play his dad one day.

Who are these people, I don't want to be like these people, I don't want to be like anybody in Mt. Rainier, Maryland, ever, ever, ever. Imagine complaining about the price of food and getting up at 6:30 every morning to go to work.

It is often easier to make progress on mega-ambitious dreams. Since no one else is crazy enough to do it, you have little competition.

Jeg ville bli skuespillerinne en gang. Jeg tok timer, har jeg fortalt deg det, Kim? - Hvorfor fortsatte du ikke? - Det er ikke alltid livet blir slik man hadde tenkt seg det. Det må du lære også.

Why couldn't I be more like other girls my age? Take Mrs. Brown's niece. She spent every waking hour sizing up this beau or that, stitching tea towels and petticoats and putting aside a little each month for a set of Spode Buttercup dishes.

My bounce-around life had taught me that dreams were dangerous things -- they look solid in your mind, but you just try to reach for them. It's like gathering clouds.

Yeah, I feel sort of unfinished in New York, even though I spent so many years there. I think it's because I never got a chance to do any Broadway, or even off-Broadway. I would love to do that and I haven't given up on that.

With several different kinds of poetry to choose from, a man would decide that he would like best to be an epic poet, and he would set out, in conscious determination, on an epic poem.

Thou wishest fame! ambition in thy soul Bids thee toil onward to the distant goal, And holds the dazzling prize before the view, Fought for by many; gained by ah, how few!

Dressed up sharply, Seyit kissed his mother's hand, stepped down the stairs and ventured forth to become a rich man. After he had left, Dirmit spread out her books on top of the sewing machine and started to study.

If I had books, if I could scrape together an education, I'd have a future, whether any man ever asked me to marry him or not.

Power calls to those who are hungry for power, and there are hungry idiots everywhere.

My kid, her life. I want for her what she wants for herself.