Quotes About Vision

We all take different paths in life. But its the way you live your life that matters." We are constantly changing and growing. Always trust your vision and purpose instead of the expectations and opinions of others.

Push your boundaries beyond the ordinary, "Create a vision for the life you really want and make it a reality.

In a world filled with despair, we must uplift and give people hope so that every tomorrow is a vision of hope." Because once upon a time we forgot how to fly.

Later—much later, if at all—we reluctantly come to recognize that those choices we made were reflective of our character, our limited field of vision, and our presumption that we knew enough to know enough.

It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.

Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since? If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. Basta! I will see if I can see. See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end.

Wipe your glasses with what you know.

The causes of his embitterment were many, remote and near. He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

He did not want to play. He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld.

He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

he wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld

Kai kurie žmon?s, - sako Blumas, - mato krisl? kito akyje, bet nemato r?sto savojoj.

The long eyelids beat and lift: a burning needleprick stings and quivers in the velvet iris.

He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision.

When landing the J-3 Cub, the proper technique is for the tail wheel to touch the runway a millisecond before the main wheels touch. So before landing the pilot must raise the nose of the plane, which blocks his forward vision. He now must gauge his distance above the ground, and his location on the runway, by again using the side windows as he floats on down. After touching down he will again be blind to the front. After coming to a stop the back-and-forth taxiing begins again.

It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born. Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eon of the gods.

You could see into your own soul with total honesty of vision and find the wherewithal to get it down, that steady hand.

Not everybody gets to see a blinding light on the way to Damascus.

At least those were the perceptions of an aging man whose retrospective vision was probably no more accurate today than it was when he was young.

It's an affliction that contaminates our vision of the world and invades the heart and the mind and the soul. It's origins are always the same: the sudden recognition that you are unloved or, worse, that you are unworthy of love. When that happens, you sail your ship alone, with no harbor lights in sight and no companion except the wind.

There is a strange phenomenon among human beings to which most of us are susceptible. It's an affliction that contaminates our vision of the world and invades the heart and the mind and the soul. Its origins are always the same: the sudden recognition that you are unloved or, worse, that you are unworthy of love. When that happens, you sail your ship alone, with no harbor lights in sight and no companion except the wind.

When I closed my eyes, a lantern lit up the inside of my head, as if I had punched a hypodermic loaded with morphine into my arm.

eyes like light trapped in sherry

Challenge is the crucible for greatness. It provides the context in which adversity and vision interact to provide for the creation of something new.