Unattainable Aspirations Quotes

There is a certain ecstasy in wanting things you can't get.

None of us, of course, will ever read all the books we'd like, but we can still make a stab at it.

An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.

People ask me, 'Did you always want to be on SNL?' No, actually, it never crossed my mind. It didn't even seem possible. It would've been like saying, 'Hey, do you wanna go to the moon?'

I am Dusty's son, but I learned the hard way I was never going to be 'The American Dream.' That was difficult for me, and I made some molehills into mountains.

We all have wings, but they have not been of any avail to us and if we could tear them off, we would do so.

All of those years, I felt like 'Heaven's Gate' was a beautiful, fantastically colored balloon tied to a string fastened to my wrist, so the balloon could never fly.

How characteristic of your perverse heart that longs only for what happens to be out of reach.

To some people, the impossible is impossible. One fine day, they wake up in the morning knowing that they will never hold the moon in their hands, and with the certainty, perfect peace descends on them.

Great dreamers' dreams are never fulfilled, they are always transcended.

People sometimes turn out to be almost the opposite of how they present. It isn't because they're trying to fool you or because they're hypocrites. It's because they badly want to be that thing, and so they'll try to be it.

Even if an ass goes travelling he'll not come home a horse

I really don't go much by expectations.

I want to complete every ball. It's impossible, but that is what I want to do. And that is why I work hard at it.

Life is a dead-end street.

America has been a land of dreams. A land where the aspirations of people from countries cluttered with rich, cumbersome, aristocratic, ideological pasts can reach for what once seemed unattainable. Here they have tried to make dreams come true. Yet now... we are threatened by a new and particularly American menace. It is not the menace of class war, of ideology, of poverty, of disease, of illiteracy, or demagoguery, or of tyranny, though these now plague most of the world. It is the menace of unreality.

You are born with the yearning arrow, my Glynna, though you are not yet fully aware of it. It is not a happy thing to possess, for nothing on earth - no goal, no person how ever beloved - will answer it. It points to the sky and to the heavens and the stars and when it cannot reach them, it must fall back to pierce your heart.

I feel like what I'm after is not easy for me to find, and to want it to be easy... it would be absurd for me to have that ambition.

When I was a child, I wanted to grow taller than a certain standard set by our teacher. When I expressed that desire, my teacher asked me if I thought of myself as a Chiranjeevi. Since then, I have heard a number of people liken the very name 'Chiranjeevi' to impossible achievement.

Many women long for what eludes them, and like not what is offered them.

I feel like there's something terrible and wonderful and amazing that's just beyond my grasp. I have dreams about it. I do dream, by the way. It hovers over me at odd moments. And then it's gone. I feel like I'm always on the brink of something that never arrives. I want to either have it or be free of it.

My childhood is always going to limit me.

There are a lot of people who write very intensely about things they do not and cannot do.

The dreams of childhood - it's airy fables, its graceful, beautiful, humane, impossible adornments of the world beyond; so good to be believed in once, so good to be remembered when outgrown.

Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.