Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.

When I was in college, I wanted to be involved in things that would change the world.

Everything I’ve been thinking, every vision, even down to every shot I throw, it just ends up here in reality. Whether it was in a fight and how to react or whether it was in a stadium with screaming fans or whether I was in a fancy car or the best clothes ever, I always put myself somewhere.

The more in harmony with yourself you are, the more joyful you are and the more faithful you are. Faith is not to disconnect you from reality – it connects you to reality.

Every device there is in language is there to be used, if you will. Poets have got to enjoy themselves sometimes, and the twistings and convolutions of words, the inventions and contrivances, are all part of the joy that is part of the painful, voluntary work.

My drive is other people’s success.

I have always felt it is my destiny to build a machine that would allow man to fly.

All I ever wanted to do with my life was own a little house. I did that way back with ‚Rocky,‘ so now everything I do is just icing on the cake.

Someday I want to have children and give them all the love I never had.

Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become.

Everybody has goals, aspirations or whatever, and everybody has been at a point in their life where nobody believed in them.

I struggled with being a broke college graduate, and while all my friends were getting career jobs, I was working horrible part-time jobs. That’s why now, even when I get tired, I think, ‚This is what I asked for.‘

Hope in reality is the worst of all evils because it prolongs the torments of man.

I stayed true to my dreams and, eventually, they came true.

One should never forbid what one lacks the power to prevent.

Dreams are the touchstones of our character.

Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.

It is natural to want to have a future.

I have trouble imagining what I could do that’s beyond the practicality of what I can do.

In order to fulfill the aspirations of masses, we have to sharpen the tool called the government machinery: we have to make it keen, more dynamic, and it is in this direction that we are working.

I have short goals – to get better every day, to help my teammates every day – but my only ultimate goal is to win an NBA championship. It’s all that matters. I dream about it. I dream about it all the time, how it would look, how it would feel. It would be so amazing.

It seemed like a very small possibility for me to become an artist. I didn’t have the need to be on the stage; I didn’t feel the need to be heard. I just needed to write.

I always wanted to be a Vine star. I wasn’t, thank God.

At the age of six I wanted to be a cook. At seven I wanted to be Napoleon. And my ambition has been growing steadily ever since.

The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.

As a young kid, I really wanted to be rich.

I hope my story inspires everyone out there to keep hustling and chasing their dreams.

I could talk all day, T stands for talking, T stands for tender, T stands for things that don’t even rhyme with T.

We all have possibilities we don’t know about. We can do things we don’t even dream we can do.

The truth is rarely pure and never simple.

Ambition has one heel nailed in well, though she stretch her fingers to touch the heavens.

It is only hope which is real, and reality is a bitterness and a deceit.

Since God created the world, He also created reality.

You cannot make a giant space company in your dorm room. Not today. And the reason is that the heavy lifting infrastructure isn’t in place.

Words, words, words! They shut one off from the universe. Three quarters of the time one’s never in contact with things, only with the beastly words that stand for them.

Everything’s fine today, that is our illusion.

Every setback means you’re one step closer to seeing the dream come to pass.

It’s funny because I’ve made a living off of words, but words get in the way of what you really want to say.

It feels good being a restaurant owner because it’s part of my dreams of being the biggest mogul.

You see things; and you say ‚Why?‘ But I dream things that never were; and I say ‚Why not?‘

My family has very strong women. My mother never laughed at my dream of Africa, even though everyone else did because we didn’t have any money, because Africa was the ‚dark continent‘, and because I was a girl.

I never dreamed of being a pop star when I was a child.

If there are dreams about a beautiful South Africa, there are also roads that lead to their goal. Two of these roads could be named Goodness and Forgiveness.

I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die. I have so much I want to do first.

It’s every girl’s dream to be a cover girl!

Words are cheap. The biggest thing you can say is ‚elephant‘.

There is no unique picture of reality.

Gold is a treasure, and he who possesses it does all he wishes to in this world, and succeeds in helping souls into paradise.

If you were to ask me what I want to do – I don’t want to be a celebrity, I want to make a difference.

The world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.

Seeing is not always believing.

I live halfway between reality and theater at all times. And I was born this way.

I felt unhappy and trapped. If I left baseball, where could I go, what could I do to earn enough money to help my mother and to marry Rachel? The solution to my problem was only days away in the hands of a tough, shrewd, courageous man called Branch Rickey, the president of the Brooklyn Dodgers.

Sometimes I wish I had taken the Bob Dylan route and sang songs where my voice would not go out on me every night, so I could have a career if I wanted.

Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think.

Ten people who speak make more noise than ten thousand who are silent.

It is a no-fail, incontrovertible reality: If you get, give. If you learn, teach. You can’t do anything with that except do it.

There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of these is roots, the other, wings.

Things are more like they are now than they ever were before.

If you can’t read, it’s going to be hard to realize dreams.

We have lost contact with reality, the simplicity of life.