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Our salvation is in striving to achieve what we know we'll never achieve.

No folly is more costly than the folly of intolerant idealism.
Instead of killing and dying in order to produce the being that we are not, we have to live and let live in order to create what we are.
An idealist believes the short run doesn't count. A cynic believes the long run doesn't matter. A realist believes that what is done or left undone in the short run determines the long run.
A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not worth even glancing at, for it leaves out the one country at which Humanity is always landing.
I am an idealist. I don't know where I'm going but I'm on my way.
Some men can live up to their loftiest ideals without ever going higher than a basement.
You should never have your best trousers on when you turn out to fight for freedom and truth.
I keep my ideals, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart.
It's really a wonder that I haven't dropped all my ideals because they seem so absurd and impossible to carry out. Yet, I keep them, because in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery, and death. I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness, I hear the ever-approaching thunder, which will destroy us too, I can feel the sufferings of millions and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty too will end, and that peace and tranquility will return again.
The attainment of an ideal is often the beginning of a disillusion.
Ideals are like the stars: we never reach them, but like the mariners of the sea, we chart our course by them.
The ideal, without doubt, varies, but its enemies, alas, are always the same.
The idealist is incorrigible: if he is thrown out of his heaven he makes an ideal of his hell.
A perfect human being: Man in search of his ideal of perfection. Nothing less.
Our ideals, like pictures, are made from lights and shadows.
Man is born a predestined idealist, for he is born to act. To act is to affirm the worth of an end, and to persist in affirming the worth of an end is to make an ideal.
Why should we strive, with cynic frown, to knock their fairy castles down?
Saddle your dreams before you ride em.
When they come downstairs from their Ivory Towers, idealists are very apt to walk straight into the gutter.
A man gazing on the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road.
An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it is also more nourishing.
Many have dreamed up republics and principalities that have never in truth been known to exist; the gulf between how one should live and how one does live is so wide that a man who neglects what is actually done for what should be done learns the way to self-destruction rather than self-preservation.
The true ideal is not opposed to the real but lies in it; and blessed are the eyes that find it.
Some day the soft Ideal that we wooed confronts us fiercely, foe-beset, pursued, and cries reproachful: Was it then my praise, and not myself was loved? Prove now thy truth; I claim of thee the promise of thy youth.
If you are going to build something in the air it is always better to build castles than houses of cards.
It is the style of idealism to console itself for the loss of something old with the ability to gape at something new.
When one paints an ideal, one does not need to limit one's imagination.
The further limits of our being plunge, it seems to me, into an altogether other dimension of existence from the sensible and merely understandable world. Name it the mystical region, or the supernatural region, whichever you choose. So far as our ideal impulses originate in this region (and most of them do originate in it, for we find them possessing us in a way for which we cannot articulately account), we belong to it in a more intimate sense than that in which we belong to the visible world, for we belong in the most intimate sense wherever our ideals belong.
Don't use that foreign word ideals. We have that excellent native word lies.
When your dreams tire, they go underground and out of kindness that's where they stay.
We for a certainty are not the first have sat in taverns while the tempest hurled their hopeful plans to emptiness, and cursed whatever brute and blackguard made the world.
Words without actions are the assassins of idealism.
What we need most, is not so much to realize the ideal as to idealize the real.
Idealists are foolish enough to throw caution to the winds. They have advanced mankind and have enriched the world.
Idealism increases in direct proportion to one's distance from the problem.

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