Quotes About Dream

If all be a Dream, then he doth but dream that he makes the Question; and so it is not much matter that a waking Man should answer him.

I just always wanted to be a singer. My mom said I was even singing in my cot!

Baby's fishing for a dream, fishing near and far. His line a silver moonbeam is, his bait a silver star.

I definitely want to buy my mom a house once I get enough funds. I think that's definitely something that I want to do. I think that any person, it's their dream to buy their mother a house.

I've always wanted to be a mom.

You're not poor because you don't have money. You're poor if you don't have a dream.

To fulfill a dream, to be allowed to sweat over lonely labor, to be given a chance to create, is the meat and potatoes of life. The money is the gravy.

The dream of having one's dream job turned into "Oh my God, I'll take any job. I've been out of work for two years now. I don't care what I do. I'll do anything because I don't have any money".

We the money team Fell asleep next to that cake and had a money dream

When I was 20 and ran my first race, I told myself I don't know how I'm going to do this for a living. I don't have the money to do it. But it is what I want to do.

That's the American way. If little kids don't aspire to make money like I did, what the hell good is this country?

Everyday I wake up I'm fulfilling my dream. Every day my manager calls I'm fulfilling my dream. I know if my manager doesn't call I'm not making money so when he does call I know I'm making money.

Don't just create art to make money. Make money so you can create more art. (Exchange any words you want for 'create art' and see if it fits).

My dream is to be World Lightweight Champion in the UFC. Have more money than I know what to do with. And have a great life for my kids, grandkids, and everyone in my family.

I live a good life but a pretty simply life. I just store all my money under my mattress. My wife and I travel, and I bought my dream car, the Cobra.

I arrived in California with no job, no car, and no money, but, like millions of other girls, a dream.

New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion, the mysterious nexus of all love and money and power, the shining and perishable dream itself.

I was hungry. I was cold. But I was also free. Free not to get up in the morning, not to go to bed at night, free to get drunk if I liked, to dream... to hope.

One night I dreamed that I painted a large American flag, and the next morning I got up and I went out and bought the materials to begin it.

Every morning I hear the alarm, it's like "BEEP BEEP BEEP" For second I'm like, "I could get used to that, just dream I'm in a techno club, or something."

Every single day I wake up in the morning, and I wonder if this is some kind of amazing dream that's gonna end all of a sudden. And, you know, I'm gonna wake up and be somewhere else.

The morning after my high-school graduation found me up early job hunting. The dream of college I put on the back burner.

Each morning, we return from the dream soul trying to adjust to the day world, that moment when the two souls exchange places in the driver's seat.

One morning you will awake to find that you are the person you dreamed of doing what you wanted to do simply because you had the courage to believe in your potential and to hold on to your dream.