Quotes About Aspiration

He who ascends to mountaintops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow; He who surpasses or subdues mankind Must look down on the hate of those below

Sacrifice your fear on the altar of your dreams.

Mankind's tragedy is that he can draw up blueprints for a better life but he cannot live up to them.

Christianity in its ideas was never the art of the possible.

Your past is not your potential

I just don't want to be hampered by my own limitations.

I clearly remember that I finished my first poem, though it was not very good, when I was 16 years old. I wrote it on a desk pad. It was called "Requiem" and had phrases like "the seasick swaying trees."

The desire to love is the impulsion of the soul towards the Ideal, it is the sense of the indefinite, the perfect. It is also insatiable, for the perfect is always on the horizon, never attainable.

What is all creation but an aspiration towards what it presupposes, the Infinite, from the atom to the globes that revolve in space, from the mineral to the man?

It's easy, after all, not to be a writer. Most people aren't writers, and very little harm comes to them.

Ambition -- it is the last infirmity of noble minds.

It's a great country, where anybody can grow up to be president... except me.

Your life is limited to your vision. If you want to change your life, you must change your vision of your life.

If you can see it, you can be it.

I was born for better things.

It is everyone's bounden duty to try to get more than they have got already. If you have got two shillin' you try to make it into four shillin' . . . there is no end to it.

Ambition is the immoderate desire for power.

Any exciting goal will arrange exciting ways to achieve it.

If you're smart, then your dreams evolve, too.

The dandy ought to aspire uninterruptedly to be sublime. He should live and sleep before a mirror.

We long for what we cannot have, yet desire it not so much because it would benefit us, as because it is beyond our reach.

Once, centuries ago, a map was a thing of beauty, a testament not to the way things were but to the heights scaled by men's dreams.

Dreams, though, are cheap, and the real task comes when you start putting in place the steps needed to make those dreams a reality.

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 their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.