My idea of the ideal sex education site doesn't exist.
My parents had an old-fashioned ideal of college that four years at a liberal arts college should be a liberal arts education.
My father is a real idealist and he's all about learning. If I asked for a pair of Nikes growing up it was just a resounding 'No.' But if I asked for a saxophone one would appear and next day and I'd be signed up for lessons. So anything to do with education or learning my father would spare no expense.
The ideal of all Kosovo is membership in the E.U. and a permanent friendship with the United States. I believe and I am convinced our dreams will come true.
When you stop having dreams and ideals - well you might as well stop altogether.
It's not only imagination it's the distortion of the vision. You suddenly think This person is idealistic this person is strong this person has dreams when you know better most of the time. You put what you want to see on people.
But we can hold our spirits and our bodies so pure and high we may cherish such thoughts and such ideals and dream such dreams of lofty purpose that we can determine and know what manner of men we will be whenever and wherever the hour strikes and calls to noble action.
Dream lofty dreams and as you dream so you shall become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.
The writer crafts their ideal world. In my world everyone has really long conversations or just picks apart pop culture to death and everyone talks in monologue.
Life without idealism is empty indeed. We just hope or starve to death.
The ideal death I think is what was the ideal Victorian death you know with your grandchildren around you a bit of sobbing. And you say goodbye to your loved ones making certain that one of them has been left behind to look after the shop.
Creation destroys as it goes throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death multiply itself million upon million rear up city upon city save every parasite alive until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror.
Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.
When I started writing I did have some idealised notion of my dad as a writer. But I have less and less of a literary rivalry with him as I've gone on. I certainly don't feel I need his approval although maybe that's because I'm confident that I've got it.
I have seen in the Halls of Congress more idealism more humanness more compassion more profiles of courage than in any other institution that I have ever known.
I have this idealistic and maybe naive thought that almost any song can be anything. If you record one song today it would maybe be exciting and cool. But I could record the same song next week and it would be something completely different.
When you think back to your first kiss your hair is perfect and she was wearing a cool outfit. We remember it with restraint and we remember it with style. We remember it as idealistically as you can think.
We could say we want the Web to reflect a vision of the world where everything is done democratically. To do that we get computers to talk with each other in such a way as to promote that ideal.
A world community can exist only with world communication which means something more than extensive short-wave facilities scattered about the globe. It means common understanding a common tradition common ideas and common ideals.
The joy of life consists in the exercise of one's energies continual growth constant change the enjoyment of every new experience. To stop means simply to die. The eternal mistake of mankind is to set up an attainable ideal.
Freedom is not an ideal it is not even a protection if it means nothing more than freedom to stagnate to live without dreams to have no greater aim than a second car and another television set.
The automobile both a cause and an effect of this decentralization is ideally suited for our vast landscape and our generally confused and contrary commuting patterns.
In my business if I get too close to you and you die it hurts me. And so you develop a natural inclination not to be close to the patient so that if things don't work out ideally you can still get up the next day and care for the next patient.
We must have ideals and try to live up to them even if we never quite succeed. Life would be a sorry business without them. With them it's grand and great.