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The future belongs to those who dare to dream and have the courage to pursue those dreams.
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
BYD's dream is to change the world with green technology.
Dreams are the driving force of life, without dreams there is no direction.
Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the objet of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have cought happiness without dreaming of it.
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
You can't go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man's dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing's sake, back home to aestheticism, to one's youthful idea of 'art' and beauty, back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermuda, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time—back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.
Ask the Possible of the Impossible,“Where is your dwelling-place?”“In the dreams of the impotent.”comes the answer.