If you dont create a good message about your dreams those who were created to pay for it cant find it. Speak them out and you will find those God created to finance it

A life without imagination would not be a life well lived. Colour your thoughts and paint the shared skies with your dreams for all to see.

A son is an unfulfilled mans last attempt to fulfill his unfulfilled dreams.

Not all the truths are told dreams are shattered words are unspoken memories are haunting but the imagination is still fighting to settle down.

You are nothing less than spectacular - Stop doubting yourself You were put on this earth to thrive. Dont you dare put a question-mark where God put a period

Dream a bigger dream to reach uncharted success

Do you know why I gave my daughter permission to marry your fatherNo Bailey says. It is not a topic that has ever been discussed in his presence though Caroline once told him in secret she heard it was something of a scandal. Even almost twenty years later his father never sets foot in his grandmothers house nor does she ever come out to Concord.Because she would have run off with him regardless she says. That was what she wished. It would not have been my choice for her but a child should not have their choices dictated for them...Follow your dreams Bailey she says. Be they Harvard or something else entirely. No matter what that father of yours says or how loudly he might say it. He forgets that he was someones dream once himself.

The possibility suggests itself that no dreams however absurd or senseless are wasted in the universe. Embedded in the dream is a hunger for its own reification a demand that imposes an obligation on reality and that grows imperceptibly into a bona fide claim an IOU clamoring for payment.

Your dreams are like the cement. If you water it with actions it becomes a hard concrete mass. But if you leave it exposed and unwatered the air will easily blow it away

Only in sleep where theres nothing but mind can the mind clearly process all of the days experiencesmemories - without distraction. And perhaps only in sleep where theres nothing but mind can the mind truly understand the meaning of these memories as well and assimilate them with all the other memories youve accumulated over time forming greater meanings - unintelligible in the light of day - building perhaps to some ultimate meaning at the culmination of life - unintelligible in the light of living.