Quotes About Dream

I used to arrive at Augusta and just used to enjoy the experience. I used to kind of feel like it was a treat to be there, it was a bit of a dream to be there. And I used to walk around just trying to take it all in.

My mom's favorite song ever is 'Imagine' because it came out around when she arrived in England.

Arsenal are a massive club, and a club a lot of people would love to play for.

Arsenal have always been a dream of mine and I always thought one day I would go there.

I lived a dream. Any kid who starts playing can't help but to dream to play at a club like Arsenal.

I'm going to Arsenal to play.

It's a great club, for me, and I am still an Arsenal fan. Will I come back? Maybe, I still hope to.

Arsenal are one of those teams who makes you dream.

I wanted to play for Arsenal.

I want the moon, up there. But... he will always be unreachable.

We can share hope with others. It's a powerful pillar in my life. In other words: Hope is not merely one person's dream in isolation. From the very beginning of human life on earth, hope has been a currency we can give and receive.

It's one thing to dream, but when the moment is right, you've got to be willing to leave what's familiar and go out to find your own sound

an event of such prodigious proportions and importance that it infused her with a new will to live and materialized a dream that brightened her days and soothed her lonely nights.

It seems to me that we all have a dream of our own, our own personal vision, our own individual way of giving, but for many reasons we are afraid to pursue it, or to even recognize and accept its existence. But to deny our vision is to sell our soul. Getting is living a lie, turning our back on the truth, and Visions are glimpses of the truth: Obviously nothing external can truly nurture my inner life, my Vision.

Unfortunately, I suspect there never will be a requiem for the Dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn its passing.

I suspect there will never be a requiem for a dream, simply because it will destroy us before we have the opportunity to mourn it's passing.

and the night was comfortably warm as the soft filtered light continued to push the darkness into the shadows as they held each other and kissed and pushed each others darkness into the corner, believing in each others light, each others dream.

They held each other and kissed and pushed each others' darkness into the corner, believing in each others' light, each others' dream.

It seems to me that we all have a dream of our own, our own personal vision, our own individual way of giving, but for many reasons we are afraid to pursue it, or to even recognize and accept its existence. But to deny our vision is to sell our soul.

Paras nukkua... Paeta tätä järjetöntä ja rikoksentäyteistä elämää joka nieli nuoruuteni...

I've often dreamed about going back to Nigeria, but that's a very romantic notion. It's a hideous country to go to in reality.

To love at a distance and without hope; never to possess; to dream chastely of pale charms and impossible kisses extinguished on the waxen brow of death: ah, that is something like it. A delicious straying away from the world, and never the return. As only the unreal is not ignoble and empty, existence must be admitted to be abominable. Yes, imagination is the only good thing which heaven vouchsafes to the skeptic and pessimist, alarmed by the eternal abjectness of life.

La península ibérica me parece un minicontinente prodigioso y sueño con el día en que, previo acuerdo con los portugueses, se metamorfosee en República Federal Ibérica.

She tried to summon the sixteen-o'clock dream. She called it the sixteen-o'clock dream because on any other day, she would just be nodding off as the cablecar pulled away