It's wonderful to be ambitious after all of that success.
One suffers a great deal when one has a dream but no courage to follow it than the one who does follow the dream despite the circumstances.
i dreamed, to breath, to sigh, to float, above clouds, over watertops, through fields of flowers, across sunrise and sunset painting romance impressions, all throughout my every atom. for the longest time, i waited, for my dream flower
When there is not a single ray of Hope left, I dare to dream even More! That's me!
Never get used to the FAILURE and never lose hope, even when you see your efforts going in vain, because it’s the hope that keeps the fire burning, remember those who GET USED to sleeping under the skies soon stop dreaming of roofs, and it’s the hope which keeps the dream alive.
Whoever stop dreaming prepares for death.
Do not cease dreaming.
The divinity of a dream is beyond doubt.
A dream within a dream is the dream of a dreamer.
After staring at the ceiling for more than an hour, I was finally asleep, but I wasn’t in my dream. I was walking and walking beside a small stream, and only stopped as I saw a big rounded tree. What made me stop was that the tree had leaves the size of a palm. Bigger then any size I had seen in my life. I stepped under its shade looking closer at the magical tree and found that my name was carved at its big trunk. I was still surprised and bewildered at my finding when I felt the tree shake and a leaf fell in front of me. I was about to pick it up when more and more leaves started to fall, Leaving the tree with only half of the leaves. I tried my best to stop my tree from shaking when I woke up from my dream. I was breathing heavily. My heart was beating fast. I was soaked. “My life, The leaves are falling one by one from my life.” I said to myself, as I closed my eyes hoping for my life to find spring again.
It's never too late to believe again and dream again.
The sun rising on the horizon is more than a good sign; it's a powerful omen to say that we can still hope and dream. Every day is a new chance to change and make it better for a brighter future.
Sometimes I wonder if the cost of my dream is less about the efforts to achieve it and more about disappointment I’ll experience if it doesn’t happen. But then I remember that the nature of a dream is such that it is worth dreaming even if it never comes true.
If I take into consideration the scope of my sorely limited vision, I slowly begin to realize that the less I can see something the greater it actually might be. And maybe that’s what vision is all about.
Optimism is the act of dreaming and believing at the same time. There is hope in optimism, otherwise pessimism would minimize the chances of the triumphal entry of hope.
Any dream that is all contemplation and no initiation is only a wish.
There’s nothing wrong in dreaming when you are awake Reality is brimming with hunger, love and ache The sky is unsure why the arid moor feels bleak Quaking of earth to lure the narrowness of creek From the poem- Sprinkled
Let the whole universe know, What you are able to do!
If my fondest desires do not exceed my greatest abilities, it may be that what I’ve desired is not to desire.
I dream of the summers we kissed, winters we missed, spring that blossomed, withering of the autumn, with hope in my heart, I dream of getting you back.
