Quotes About Dream

Set your wings upon the sea wind Set your eyes upon the stream Feel the billow of the updraft And believe in your dream Know the mercy of these waters Know the safety of the sky Hear the voices in the distance And believe - they will not lie.

Dream on, you addle-brained idiot bird.

I see the way you look at him, and he looks at you. Don't question love, Iris. It may have come to you in an inconvenient form, one that society finds scandalous, but it's a gift from God. A reminder that this institution can't interfere with natural processes, like laughter, prayer, a dream that comes to you in sleep. Or love. Do with it what you want, but know it means God still sees you not as a lunatic but as His child.

Don't question love, Iris. It may come to you in an inconvenient form, one that society finds scandalous, but its a gift from God. A reminder that this institution can't interfere with natural processes, like laughter, prayer, a dream that comes to you in sleep. Or love. Do with it what you want, but know that it means God still sees you not as a lunatic but as His child.

Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep, He hath awaken'd from the dream of life; 'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance, strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings. We decay Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.

I think there is an element of magic in photography — light, chemistry, precious metals — a certain alchemy. You can wield a camera like a magic wand almost. Murmur the right words and you can conjure up proof of a dream. I believe in wonder. I look for it in my life every day; I find it in the most ordinary things.

Vechea mea viata mi se parea ca un vis- un vis in cea mai mare pate placut, lipsit de evenimente . Acum ma trezisem din ele si imi dadusem seama cine si ce eram , cu bune si cu rele. Nu exista nici o cale de a inchide ochii si a aluneca inapoi in acel fericit vis al normalului. Acesta era normalul meu acum.

perhaps with the guardsman who had such brown eyes, and a mustache that curled up on either side of his nose like two waxed black laces, even as this guardsman, whose name you didn't ask calls out a name in his sleep that is not your name, you are dreaming about the road again. When

I want (the story) to be about good and evil and true love, and it should also be funny. No talking animals. Not too much fooling around with the narrative structure. The ending should be happy but still realistic, believable, you know, and there shouldn't be a moral although we should be able to think back later and have some sort of revelation. No 'and suddenly they woke up and discovered that it was all a dream.' Got that?

He had been granted his life's wish-but conditionally.

That my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character—I have a dream today.

When Ethel said we should give everyone free education and free health care and unemployment insurance, I told her she was living in a dream world. But now look: everything she campaigned for has come to pass, and yet England is still England.

A pesar de las dificultades y frustraciones de hoy y del mañana, aún tengo un sueño

Sueño que un día esta nación se alzará y vivirá de acuerdo con el verdadero sentido de su credo: «Sostenemos como certeza manifiesta que todos los hombres fueron creados por igual».

Grigori besó el billete. Se moría de ganas de marcharse. Era como un sueño

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.

Sueño que un día esta nación se alzará y vivirá de acuerdo con el verdadero sentido de su credo: «Sostenemos

Se sentía como si volara, o como si soñara; como si hubiera dado un enorme trago de vodka.

While his relaxed, good-natured voice doled out his life for us to live a rollicking past full of kid fun and drinking buddies and loving women and barroom battles over meager honors-for all of us to dream ourselves into.

One night early in my travels I had had a dream about a birder who rode through the West, identifying everything in sight, and his binoculars were made of gold. The next day I had bought some cheap gold enamel and painted mine. The gold soon faded to a sickly greenish yellow.)

What you believe has more power than what you dream or wish or hope for. You become what you believe.

If I could have any power, I think flying would definitely be up there! Along with speaking every language.

It's a lot harder to push forward things, like energy policy. There's a big dream out there about wind and solar power.

Don't settle for greatness. There's room for exceeding greatness if you can conceive the dream.