I have heard it said that the first ingredient of success -- the earliest spark in the dreaming youth -- read more

I have heard it said that the first ingredient of success -- the earliest spark in the dreaming youth -- if this; dream a great dream.

People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in 'em as food.

People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in 'em as food.

A man's dreams are an index to his greatness.

A man's dreams are an index to his greatness.

Do not lose hold of your dreams or asprirations. For if you do, you may still exist but you have read more

Do not lose hold of your dreams or asprirations. For if you do, you may still exist but you have ceased to live.

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in read more

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.

If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make a dream come true?

If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make a dream come true?

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of read more

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side,
And of all who assembled within those walls,
That I was the hope and the pride.

We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring read more

We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. Some of us let these dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who hope that their dreams will come true.

Again let us dream where the land lies sunny
And live, like the bees, on our hearts' old honey,
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Again let us dream where the land lies sunny
And live, like the bees, on our hearts' old honey,
Away from the world that slaves for money--
Come, journey the way with me.