“Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true? Or is it something worse?”

Every fool has a reason for feeling sorry for himself.

Getting an audience is hard. Sustaining an audience is hard. It demands a consistency of thought, of purpose, and of action over a long period of time.

I guess there’s just a meanness in this world.

The first time I heard Bob Dylan, I was in the car with my mother listening to WMCA, and on came that snare shot that sounded like somebody’d kicked open the door to your mind.

I’m the kind of person, I think a lot about everything. Nothin’ I can do about it. It’s like, I’m a thinkin’ fool. That’s a big part of me.

It’s not the time in your life, it’s the life in your time.

We’re gonna play some pool, skip some school, act real cool, stay out all night, it’s gonna be alright.

I believe when your children are born that you are reborn in some fashion.

Talk about a dream, try to make it real.

Blind faith in your leaders, or in anything, will get you killed.

It’s a town full of losers And I’m pulling out of here to win.

I think life goes through a cycle of losing and refinding yourself all the time. Everyone has disappointments all the time, some of them pretty small, some of them pretty big.

Somehow all you ever need’s never really quite enough.

If you have written really well, people will swear that it happened to you.

We’ve got no fairytale ending, in God’s hands our fate is complete. Your heaven’s here in my heart, our love’s this dust beneath my feet.

Success makes life easier. It doesn’t make living easier.

As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.

People said, Jane, forget about this nonsense with Africa. Dream about things you can achieve.

Let’s learn from the wisdom of every mother and father who teaches their daughters there is no limit on how big she can dream and how much she can achieve.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.

Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.

Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.

No one should negotiate their dreams. Dreams must be free to fly high. No government, no legislature, has a right to limit your dreams. You should never agree to surrender your dreams.