Quotes About Aspiration

Men and women are limited not by the place of their birth, not by the color of their skin, but by the size of their hope.

Men and women are not limited by the place of their birth, not by color of their skin, but by the size of their hope.

The baseline level—that's where we stumble and fall, that's where we go through the motions. And that's where most of us live, most of the time. But the health of a society can be measured by how often and how meaningfully its people are able to reach that higher plane, to live lives bigger than they are.

A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.

I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death.

There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.

The problems of the world cannot possible be solved by skeptics or cynics whose horizons are limited by the obvious realities. We need men who can dream of things that never were.

I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.

Let him have his dreams and believe in love and romance. Suppose we all do deep down if we thought about being honest.

There was no harm in taking aim, even if the target was a dream.

ozurie feeling torn between the life you want and the life you have.

You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.

It is worth starting with visions, though, because they establish hopes and fears. History then determines which prevail.

Sometimes, in that darkness, there is a single act of love, some selfless gesture, an aspiration, and we see that it's not been all waste, all hopeless, and we can ... well ... go on.

Everybody's a dreamer.

A dreamer lives forever, and a toiler dies in a day.

But a generation that does not aspire to seriousness, to meaning, is unworthy to walk in the shadow of those who have gone before, I mean those who have struggled and surmounted, I mean those who have aspired, I mean Rembrandt, I mean Turner, I mean Michelangelo and Matisse … I mean obviously Rothko.

Only the dreamer can change the dream...

You want to be a thing? Make yourself that thing.

One of these photos stuck in my mind—that of elegant upper-class Parisians returning to the French capital after their armies had crushed the Paris Commune during Bloody Week (May 21–28, 1871). They applauded the terror organized by the French state, which had crushed Parisians aspiring to freedom.

All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.

Who I am as a guitarist is defined by my failure to become Jimi Hendrix.