Neurotics build castles in the air, psychotics live in them. My mother cleans them.
There is more pleasure to building castles in the air than on the ground.
Vote Labor, and you build castles in the air. Vote Conservative, and you can live in them.
Vote Labor and you build castles in the air. Vote Conservative and you can live in them.
Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true and we could live in them?
When I got to the library I came to a standstill, - ah, the dear room, what happy times I have spent in it rummaging amongst the books, making plans for my garden, building castles in the air, writing, dreaming, doing nothing.
Instead of building castles against your enemies, build bridges for them to come to you!
Don't live in the castles; freedom is in the fields! But I can also say: Don't live in the fields; security is in the castles!
Life always holds in store surprises that are more complex and unforeseeable than any dream, and the secret is to let them come and not block them with castles in the air.
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.
My art and my self-expression in any form has always been an attempt towards sincerity, honesty, and empathy for others. For a multitude of reasons both professional and personal I no longer feel that this is possible within [Crystal Castles]. Although this is the end of the band, I hope my fans will embrace me as a solo artist in the same way they have embraced Crystal Castles.
How often are the beauties of nature unheeded by man, who, musing on past ills, brooding over the possible calamities of the future, building castles in the air, or wrapped up in his own self-love and self-importance, forgets to look abroad, or looks with a vacant stare.
From the business point of view - not to overstate it - intellectual property is dead; long live intellectual process. Long live service; long live performance.
From the business point of view—not to overstate it—intellectual property is dead; long live intellectual process. Long live service; long live performance.
Children make prayers so thoughtlessly, building them up like sand castles—and they are always surprised when suddenly the castle becomes real, and the iron gate grinds shut.
He’s harmless, poor thing. That’s what everyone said. It was true, but who cares? Lots of people are harmless, but that doesn’t mean I have to like them.