It takes only courage to disclose your/one's visions/dreams/aspirations to someone else/others. Yes, it's only a courageous person that can/will dare to profess/publicize his or her visions/dreams/aspirations. Besides, it takes only courage to pursue/go after a dream/vision or an aspiration. Therefore, you've got to be/remain courageous all the way.
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.
It was a world which granted privileges to some and imposed prohibitions on others...Endowed with strength and eager to learn, one had to drag himself in a narrow prison cell when he could see an open field, a vast horizon in the distance; when he could feel the beatings of a heart; and when he believed himself entitled to enjoy the beauty of a dream.
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 pardon him his hope of a vain apocalypse, and of a second coming in great triumph upon the clouds of heaven. Perhaps these were the errors of others rather than his own; and if it be true that he himself shared the general illusion, what matters it, since his dream rendered him strong against death, and sustained him in a struggle to which he might otherwise have been unequal?
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.
like the cycle of water and life there is of love first you meet him, have a crush on him, dream that he is so damn perfect, realize he loves someone else, have a broken heart, finally getting over, and damn it! here we go again
Look to this day For it is life, the very life of life. For yesterday is but a dream And tomorrow is only a vision But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness And tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well, therefore, to this day Such is the salutation of the dawn.
Look to this day,For it is life, the very life of life.In its brief course lie all the verities and realities of your existencethe bliss of growth, the glory of action, the splendor of beauty.For yesterday is but a dreamAnd tomorrow is only a vision,But today well lived makesevery yesterday a dream of happinessand every tomorrow a vision of hope.Look well, therefore to this day,such is the salutation of the dawn.
Looking up and out, how can we not respect this ever-vigilant cognizance that distinguishes us: the capability to envision, to dream, and to invent? the ability to ponder ourselves? and be aware of our existence on the outer arm of a spiral galaxy in an immeasurable ocean of stars? Cognizance is our crest.
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.
Most of our students are here to get the credentials they believe are central to admission to the Dream. Everyone does the rhetoric bit-Fascist pig this and that-but push them and they ask you to write recommendations for jobs with banks and insurance companies.