Once, a old king said to his young son, "Sleep and dream... dream the dreams of kings."

This is a really beautiful quote I remember from some fantasy book I've read. The title eludes me, but I remember the significance of the scene. The young prince is the crown heir and will soon inherit the kingdom because his father is ill.

I feel kind of sad simply because I shall soon need to inherit my father's legacy. My dad is a great man, humble and wise. I have a feeling that I may never compare to his acheivements... It is much like how Zhuge Liang had a son, he who was never as wise a strategist as his father.

This is really troubling since it is ever the destiny of the children to surpass their parents.