Think where man's glory most begins and ends, And say my glory was I h >>
When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, >>
I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscienc >>
Dream big and dare to fail. >>
Dream the impossible dream, Fight the unbeatable foe, Strive with your >>
Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which k >>
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.