Quotes About Dream

Locating God's Word that describes the true picture of your future is the key that unlocks the mystery of the Word, which is called Dream.

If a Black mother says she had a dream, listen. They are psychic.

Because our power is motivating, and gives momentum and ownership of changes to those who dream of failure.

A Dream is a seed.Vision plants it.Imagination nurtures growth.Opportunities create blooms.Reflection becomes Reality!

Everyday is a new day, it is a morning dream as a day which we don't realize but the actual day starts when we fall asleep in our conciousness and report to the universal god, the Supreme Power.

Wish' is the most powerful thing in the world. Higher than God.

You are only one prayer away from a dream fulfilled, a promise kept, or a miracle performed.

It feels good to think about you when I'm warm in bed. I feel as if you're curled up there beside me, fast asleep. And I think how great it would be if it were true.

Relationship is an art. The dream that two people create is more difficult to master than one.

If others can see it as I have seen it, then it may be called a vision rather than a dream.

To put it another way, pain is God's megaphone to rouse a deaf world. Why must it be pain? Why can't he rouse us more gently, with violins or laughter? Because the dream from which we must be wakened, is the dream that all is well.

Hermanados por la tradición y por la lengua, tal vez no esté muy lejos el día en que se cumpla el todavía improbable sueño de una unidad de naciones de nuestra América

The child was slender as fleeting hope.

The child was slender as a fleeting hope.

To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come...

By heaven methinks it were an easy leapTo pluck bright honor from the pale-fac'd moon,Or dive into the bottom of the deep,Where fathom-line could never touch the ground,And pluck up drowned honor by the locks.

Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,Brief as the lightning in the collied night,That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,And ere a man hath power to say, "Behold!"The jaws of darkness do devour it up:So quick bright things come to confusion.

Who lin'd himself with hope,Eating the air on promise of supply.

Sits as one new-risen from a dream.

For the life to come, I sleep out the thought of it.

Between the acting of a dreadful thingAnd the first motion, all the interim isLike a phantasma, or a hideous dream:The genius and the mortal instrumentsAre then in council; and the state of man,Like to a little kingdom, suffers thenThe nature of an insurrection.

I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.

O! for a horse with wings!

In sleep a king, but, waking, no such matter.