A dream doesn't become reality through magic it takes sweat determination and hard work.

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today.

All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men for they may act on their dreams with open eyes to make them possible.

I dream about 'Cheers.' Like when you go on a diet and you dream of pizza. I always think of those wonderful years. I loved working on it.

I have lived with my husband more than I have with my parents... I live beside him and know his worries his hopes and his dreams for his nation. We believe that things happen by design not in an arbitrary way. And we believe it is our duty to make things happen.

To be able to design for the plus-sized consumer for me that's just beyond. It's a dream.

Once you understand this way you will be able to make your room alive you will be able to design a house together with your family a garden for your children places where you can work beautiful terraces where you can sit and dream.

No wonder the film industry started in the desert in California where like all desert dwellers they dream their buildings rather than design them.

We must look for ways to be an active force in our own lives. We must take charge of our own destinies design a life of substance and truly begin to live our dreams.

I don't design clothes I design dreams.

You can design and create and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality.

I believe the death of Bobby Kennedy was in many ways the death of decency in America. I think it was the death of manners and formality the death of poetry and the death of a dream.

I now bid farewell to the country of my birth - of my passions - of my death a country whose misfortunes have invoked my sympathies - whose factions I sought to quell - whose intelligence I prompted to a lofty aim - whose freedom has been my fatal dream.

I'm very comfortable with the nature of life and death and that we come to an end. What's most difficult to imagine is that those dreams and early yearnings and desires of childhood and adolescence will also disappear. But who knows? Maybe you become part of the eternal whatever.

I mean I'm 48 years old and I've been through a lot in my life - you know loss whether it be death illness separation. I mean the failed expectations... We all have dreams.

We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream it may be so the moment after death.

Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.

We cast away priceless time in dreams born of imagination fed upon illusion and put to death by reality.

It is better to risk starving to death then surrender. If you give up on your dreams what's left?

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.

You know the man of my dreams might walk round the corner tomorrow. I'm older and wiser and I think I'd make a great girlfriend. I live in the realm of romantic possibility.

It's always been a dream of mine to get somewhere and to have my mom and dad with me up there.

Somewhere in my wildest childhood I must have done something right. Being able to make a boyhood dream come true is one thing but to have a kid come along and thrill his dad like Brett Hull has thrilled me over his career is too much for one guy to handle.