All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid read more

All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the basis of our splendid failure to do the impossible.

You have to give people something to dream on.

You have to give people something to dream on.

The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.

The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
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Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And say, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel, writing in a book of gold;
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said--
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And, with a look made all of sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."

When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
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When to soft Sleep we give ourselves away,
And in a dream as in a fairy bark
Drift on and on through the enchanted dark
To purple daybreak--little thought we pay
To that sweet bitter world we know by day.

Dreams won't come looking for you. That's why you have to chase them. Pursue them until they become reality, then read more

Dreams won't come looking for you. That's why you have to chase them. Pursue them until they become reality, then hold on tightly.

I'll do my dreaming with my eyes wide open, and I'll do my looking back with my eyes closed.

I'll do my dreaming with my eyes wide open, and I'll do my looking back with my eyes closed.

Sweet sleep be with us, one and all!
And if upon its stillness fall
The visions of read more

Sweet sleep be with us, one and all!
And if upon its stillness fall
The visions of a busy brain,
We'll have our pleasure o'er again,
To warm the heart, to charm the sight,
Gay dreams to all! good night, good night.

And so, his senses gradually wrapt
In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds,
And dreaming read more

And so, his senses gradually wrapt
In a half sleep, he dreams of better worlds,
And dreaming hears thee still, O singing lark;
That singest like an angel in the clouds.