The fame thing is interesting because I never wanted to be famous and I never dreamt I would be famous.

I always loved family holidays and I had this vision and dream as a little girl of having a big family of my own.

My dream maybe because of my family of course was to be a painter. I chose in one moment the direction of textiles from textiles I went to fashion.

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.

The dream was not to put one black family in the White House the dream was to make everything equal in everybody's house.

My ultimate life dream project is my kids. My family.

I think the American Dream says that anything can happen if you work hard enough at it and are persistent and have some ability. The sky is the limit to what you can build and what can happen to you and your family.

Every adolescent has that dream every century has that dream every revolutionary has that dream to destroy the family.

God's dream is that you and I and all of us will realize that we are family that we are made for togetherness for goodness and for compassion.

The Hispanic community understands the American Dream and have not forgotten what they were promised - that in the U.S. a free market system allows us all to succeed economically achieve stability and security for your family and leave your children better off than yourselves.

The first-born in every family is always dreaming for an imaginary older brother or sister who will look out for them.

I'll never stop dreaming that one day we can be a real family together all of us laughing and talking loving and understanding not looking at the past but only to the future.

I stepped out on faith to follow my lifelong dream of being an author. I made real sacrifices and took big risks. But living it seems to me is largely about risk.

Notwithstanding these setbacks the dream of a beautiful American orchestra goes on and I share Dr. King's faith that each year we move inexorably closer to a magnificent opening night.

The dream is real my friends. The failure to realize it is the only unreality.

The impulse to dream was slowly beaten out of me by experience. Now it surged up again and I hungered for books new ways of looking and seeing.

Baseball is a rookie his experience no bigger than the lump in his throat as he begins fulfillment of his dream.

Boredom is the dream bird that hatches the egg of experience. A rustling in the leaves drives him away.

I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself and the paintings appear as in a dream.

The Internet is the hope of an integrated world without frontiers a common world without controlling owners a world of opportunities and equality. This is a utopia that we have been dreaming about and is a world in which each and every one of us are protagonists of a destiny that we have in our hands.

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

We face a choice this election. President Obama is fighting for changes that grow the economy from the middle out and help all Americans succeed - jobs education health reform the DREAM Act equal pay for women. He is moving us forward with opportunity today for prosperity tomorrow. Mitt Romney wants to take us back to yesterday.

President Obama is a principled man who has worked hard to put healthcare and a good education in the reach of millions of Americans and believes that everyone who works hard and plays by the rules should have a fair shot at the American dream.