Huge and mighty forms that do not live like living men, moved slowly through the mind by day and were trouble to my dreams.
Dreaming in public is an important part of our job description, as science writers, but there are bad dreams as well as good dreams. We’re dreamers, you see, but we’re also realists, of a sort.
Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do. Don’t bother just to be better than your contemporaries or predecessors. Try to be better than yourself.
The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.
Dreaming permits each of and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives.
We bless and curse ourselves. Some dreams are divine, as well as some waking thoughts. Donne sings of one Who dreamt devoutlier than most use to pray. Dreams are the touchstones of our characters. We are scarcely less afflicted when we remember some unw
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly because you tread on n dreams.
We do not really feel grateful toward those who make our dreams come true; they ruin our dreams.
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 great 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 sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.