#dream

If a man wants his dreams to come true he must wake up. ↗

— Habeeb Akande

#inspirational-quotes #motivational #dreams

Every adolescent has that dream every century has that dream every revolutionary has that dream, to destroy the family. ↗

— Gertrude Stein

#century #destroy #dream #every #family

Toil, feel, think, hope; you will be sure to dream enough before you die, without arranging for it. ↗

— John Sterling

#before #die #dream #enough #feel

The ground was so far below him, he could barely make it out through the grey mists that whirled around him, but he could feel how fast he was falling, and he knew what was waiting for him down there. Even in dreams, you could not fall forever. He would wake up in the instant before he hit the ground, he knew. You always woke in the instant before you hit the ground. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#fall #falling #ground #dreams

Communism is the corruption of a dream of justice. ↗

— Adlai E. Stevenson

#corruption #dream #justice

Death is the mother of Beauty; hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires. ↗

— Wallace Stevens

#beauty #come #death #desires #dreams

Grace is rhwe absence of everything that indicates pain or difficulty, hesitation or incogruity. ↗

— William Hazlitt

#dreams

Freedom is not an ideal, it is not even a protection, if it means nothing more than freedom to stagnate, to live without dreams, to have no greater aim than a second car and another television set. ↗

— Adlai Stevenson

#another #car #dreams #even #freedom

I'm not just a boy toy. I have feelings and dreams like anybody else. ↗

— Jon Stewart

#boy #dreams #else #feelings #i

By now it was too late to call St. Jude. He chose an out-of-the-way patch of airport carpeting and lay it down to sleep. He didn't understand what had happened to him. He felt like a piece of paper that had once had coherent writing on it but had been through the wash. He felt roughened, bleached and worn out along the fold lines. He semi-dreamed of disembodied eyes and isolated mouths in ski masks. He'd lost track of what he wanted, and since who a person was was what a person wanted, you could say that he'd lost track of himself. ↗

— Jonathan Franzen

#identity #dreams