There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds.
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
Castles are Forrests of stones.
Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle.
I am not afraid to dream. You first have to start with a dream. Build your castles in the air and give it foundation. Without a dream, you are not going to get anywhere.
You make kingdoms and castles on your own.
Now is our time. It's our time to chase rainbows and build castles in the sky. It's our time to create a life that we love. Because someday, it will no longer be our time.
A field of clay touched by the genius of man becomes a castle.
A neurotic is a man who builds a castle in the air. A psychotic is the man who lives in it. A psychiatrist is the man who collects the rent.
Different roads sometimes lead to the same castle. Who knows?
If you don't build castles in the air you won't build anything on the ground.
Yes, your home is your castle, but it is also your identity and your possibility to be open to others.
Fame is like a castle. Castles are beautiful to dream and wonderful to watch, but too encircled to live in!
You don't need planning permission to build castles in the sky
To know your ruling passion, examine your castles in the air.
Instead of building castles against your enemies, build bridges for them to come to you!
If there is one door in the castle you have been told not to go through, you must. Otherwise, you'll just be rearranging furniture in rooms you've already been in.
Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.
If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
A sigh can shatter a castle in the air.
If you are going to build something in the air it is always better to build castles than houses of cards.
Neurotics build castles in the air, psychotics live in them. My mother cleans them.
But mostly they were lies I told; it wasn't my fault, I couldn't remember, because it was as though I'd been to one of those supernatural castles visited by characters in legends: once away, you do not remember, all that is left is the ghostly echo of haunting wonder.
You can't very well live in a castle while your kin is on the poor side of town and barely have enough food. Some want you to get to the top and rely on you making it for them, too.
This is what separates artists from ordinary people: the belief, deep in our hearts, that if we build our castles well enough, somehow the ocean won't wash them away. I think this is a wonderful kind of person to be.
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