#ms

our vision will become clear only when you can look into your heart. who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside awakens ↗

— Robin S. Sharma

#dreams

We make things happen be believing they will," he once said to me. "We dream where we're headed, and one day, as if entering that dream, we arrive there". ↗

— Scott Fotheringham

#inspirational #life #dreams

While most of humanity was scrabbling for a piece of bread,a roof over their head and a job that would allow them to live with dignity,Ralf Hart had all of that,and it only made him feel more wretched.If he looked back on what his life had been lately,he had perhaps managed two or three days when he had woken up,looked at the sun-or the rain-and felt glad to see the morning,just happy,without wanting anything,planning anything or asking anything in exchange.Apart from those days,the rest of his existence had been wasted on dreams,both frustrated and realized-a desire to go beyond himself,to go beyond his limitations;he had spent his life trying to prove something,but he didn't know what or to whom. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#love #dreams

I know, but i am afraid i may love you too much...and I have to stop fooling myself. If the only place where I could see you was in my dreams. I’d sleep forever. ↗

— Lolalola

#dreams

never believe that you are anything less then extraordinary. ↗

— Kaiden Blake

#inspirational #kaiden-blake #spirituality-of-imperfection #dreams

At night, after the exhausting games of canasta, we would look out over the immense sea, full of white-flecked and green reflections, the two of us leaning side by side on the railing, each of us far away, flying in his own aircraft to the stratospheric regions of our own dreams. There we understood that our vocation, our true vocation, was to move for eternity along the roads and seas of the world. Always curious, looking into everything that came before our eyes, sniffing out each corner but only ever faintly - not setting down roots in any land or staying long enough to see the substratum of things; the outer limits would suffice. ↗

— Ernesto Guevara

#dreams

It is when one begins to lose the consciousness of freedom, and when the idea of necessity enters the world at all, when there is any hurry or strain anywhere, a letter to be written or a train to catch, when you have got to work, to make the horses of the dream gallop, or to make the rifles go off, that the dream is declining, and turning into the nightmare, which belongs to the poorest and most vulgar class of dreams. ↗

— Karen Blixen

#dreams #fear #freedom #nightmares #dreams

What a terrible dream I had a few days ago. [...] To the knives and forks clung the tears of enemies I destroyed, and the glasses sang with the sighs of many poor people, but the tear-stains only made me want to laugh, while the hopeless sighs sounded to me like music. I needed banquet music and had it. ↗

— Robert Walser

#dreams

I learned a long, long time ago, that I could accomplish things in this place we call reality and yet still spend most of my time in the better reality of my mind. ↗

— Kevin Walker

#poetry #reality #dreams

When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him,Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him,Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#dreams