#dreams

You can stretch to your fullest in this land, Emma, and not touch any edges. There's no dream too big for the wilderness. I'd hate to see it tamed and carved up into little fiefdoms. ↗

— Alice Valdal

#pioneers #wilderness #dreams

I'd been so fascinated by the notion, that I'd forgotten to measure what it was bringing forth. I'd been asleep, dreaming. ↗

— Ralph Ellison

#dreams

In my dream, we were tiny specks in a vast, uncaring universe. I tried to count all the atoms, but I felt infinity staring back at me. And it was terrifying. I realized something. I'm just the vibration of a few atoms that happened to clump together, an impossibly unique combination that will eventually dismantle, and drift apart forever. And then I'll be gone too, into an unimaginable void, where even sadness can't exist. ↗

— Ben Driscoll

#daisy-owl #dreams

It is an everlasting desire to make my dreams come true. And it's getting to the point now where it's like, come on I want my dreams to come true so that I can get on with the rest of my life. Sometimes I think about the rest of my life when I'm done. ↗

— Picabo Street

#come #desire #done #dreams #everlasting

One of my dreams in life is to do fund-raising for the youth. ↗

— Picabo Street

#fund-raising #life #youth

An entire nation shook under the power of one man’s [MLK’s] dream! Now if one dream can do that for our nation, imagine what a dream can do for the Church. ↗

— Wayne Cordeiro

#dream #dreams #god #martin-luther-king #dreams

My wife is beginning to instruct me on means to retrieve dreams, and bit by bit, it does seem to be working. ↗

— Theodore Sturgeon

#bit #does #dreams #instruct #me

Literature for me isn't a workaday job, but something which involves desires, dreams and fantasy. ↗

— Antonio Tabucchi

#dreams #fantasy #involves #job #literature

You have the dreams that you want, and then you have to do other jobs until you can get to that dream. ↗

— Channing Tatum

#dreams #get #jobs #other #then

I wanted so much when I was young. I was an endless abyss of want, of need of desperate dreams for myself that defied logic. The promise of what was to come hung like rings around the moon on clear autumn nights; the future was unmistakeable. It was always there, glistening in the dark and suggesting that life was little more than climbing a ladder into the sky, where I could reach up with one hand and secure everything that I had ever hoped for in my grasping fingers. Oh, I dreamed. And they are not easy to give up, these dreams. ↗

— Nicole Baart

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