dreamsThere are no dreams too large, no innovation unimaginable and no frontiers beyond our reach. John S. Herrington I would go to bed every night and have dreams about having a time machine and somehow I’d have the ability to move through time and space freely, and save Anne Frank. I’ll see you in my dreams. We need affordable space travel to inspire our youth, to let them know that they can experience their dreams, can set significant goals and be in a position to lead all of us to future progress in exploration, discovery and fun. Thanks to the X Prize for the inspiration. Wide awake I can make my most fantastic dreams come true. I adore this adventure, I adore working with youth. For me it’s a daily challenge, working to help these youths realize their dreams. Books that distribute things… with as daring a freedom as we use in dreams, put us on our feet again. I appreciate everything that has been done for me. After a difficult start, I’ve just followed my dreams. My mom taught me to go after my dreams. I have this faith in myself that I must have gotten from her. When a child, my dreams rode on your wishes, I was your son, high on your horse, My mind a top whipped by the lashes Of your rhetoric, windy of course.
I would go to bed every night and have dreams about having a time machine and somehow I’d have the ability to move through time and space freely, and save Anne Frank.
We need affordable space travel to inspire our youth, to let them know that they can experience their dreams, can set significant goals and be in a position to lead all of us to future progress in exploration, discovery and fun. Thanks to the X Prize for the inspiration.
I adore this adventure, I adore working with youth. For me it’s a daily challenge, working to help these youths realize their dreams.
Books that distribute things… with as daring a freedom as we use in dreams, put us on our feet again.
I appreciate everything that has been done for me. After a difficult start, I’ve just followed my dreams.
My mom taught me to go after my dreams. I have this faith in myself that I must have gotten from her.
When a child, my dreams rode on your wishes, I was your son, high on your horse, My mind a top whipped by the lashes Of your rhetoric, windy of course.