O reason reason abstract phantom of the waking state I had already expelled you from my dreams now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself.

Hopes are but the dreams of those that wake.

Our dreams are a second life. I have never been able to penetrate without a shudder those ivory or horned gates which separate us from the invisible world.

As I watched bookstores close I began to wonder how that felt for the owners. Owning a bookstore was their dream and now they're struggling and seeing those dreams fall apart.

I can't comprehend that I'm in the film of 'Les Miserables.' It's one of those dreams I thought would be unattainable for someone like me who came from nowhere.

He's dreaming with his eyes open and those that dream with their eyes open are dangerous for they do not know when their dreams come to an end.

One of the things I've started doing lately is tracking my dreams. I feel like there's a lot of information there and you can really bring those emotions to the situations that may feel mundane or familiar. That gives them new life and gives you a new relationship with it - if that makes any sort of sense.

People with disabilities have abilities too and that is what this course is all about - making sure those abilities blossom and shine so that all the dreams you have can come true.

I love to work with the younger kids who are trying to live out their dreams if in fact that's what they plan on doing after college to take the next step. A very select few have that opportunity so when you do have the opportunity you know those guys take advantage of it.

It's like one of those dreams you have when someone is chasing you. You're running as fast as you can and someone's trotting behind you just out of range trying to grab onto you.