It is impossible to think of Howard Hughes without seeing the apparently bottomless gulf between what we say we want and what we do want, between what we officially admire and secretly desire, between, in the largest sense, the people we marry and the people we love. In a nation which increasingly appears to prize social virtues, Howard Hughes remains not merely antisocial but grandly, brilliantly, surpassingly, asocial. He is the last private man, the dream we no longer admit.
It is only by introducing the young to great literature, drama and music, and to the excitement of great science that we open to them the possibilities that lie within the human spirit -- enable them to see visions and dream dreams.
It is possible to believe that all the past is but the beginning of a beginning, and that all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn. It is possible to believe that all the human mind has ever accomplished is but the dream before the awakening.
It takes spirit of faith for an impossibility to metamorphose into a possibility. It takes spirit of faith to acknowledge/believe in the existence/reality of the invisible i.e. God almighty. Also, it takes spirit of faith to believe undoubtedly that no mountain/obstacle is insurmountable. Likewise, it takes spirit of faith to acknowledge/believe that with God/time no goal/target/vision/aspiration/dream is unattainable/unachievable. Moreover, it takes the same spirit of faith to profess positivity even when negativity is imminent. Besides, it takes spirit of faith to live all through difficulty/hardship. Above all, whoever that bears the spirit of faith in him/her can't/won't say that he/she is done for/finished no matter his/her ordeal/predicament. In fact, spirit of faith does a lot in any life that it inhabits. So, if you lack it (spirit of faith) dare to quest/ask for it from God and do portray it outrightly when he (God) eventually endows you with it i.e. spirit of faith. ~Emeasoba George.
It was all right to talk about it. They made plans. They had a moment's vision, a fleeting dream. But in the end, some lack in their moral fiber, some gnawing, nibbling fear held them back. They never started. They stayed where they were. They dropped back. They failed somehow to release within themselves that power which lies in every individual, and is released only when he starts forward in a straight line for the object about which he has dreamed. The man who never starts, never feels that sense of power.
It's better to let the past be buried in the past itself,because if not so it hinders the working of the present and future.Those dreams which didn't turn true before was because there's some better dream yet to come into light.So never long for those memories to be alive again,let them remain memories itself because you never know that your life's chronicle still holds your most beautiful and the best dream ever which it's going to reveal later.
Let us think of education as the means of developing our greatest abilities, because in each of us there is a private hope and dream which, fulfilled, can be translated into benefit for everyone and greater strength for our nation.
Love is the only bow of life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the Mother of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart, builder of every home, kinder of every fire on every hearth, It was the first dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings of common clay.