Quotes About Dreaming

Stop dreaming of those chains in which she once bound Lestat unless you truly wish for her to bind you in them.

I learned to dream through reading, learned to create dreams through writing, and learned to develop dreamers through teaching. I shall always be a dreamer.

Okay, I'm dreaming. Hallucinating. Brought on by stress. I had a hard day today and this is my mind trying to protect itself from…from stuff. Lots of stuff. (Geary) (Arik, Trieg, and ZT stare at Geary.) Oh, like I'm any less sane than the three of you just because I talk to myself. (Geary)

Everything I sought in life I abandoned for the sake of the search. I'm like one who absentmindedly looks for he doesn't know what, having forgotten it in his dreaming as the search got under way.

I was dreaming ... about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.

Life is to be lived through action not by dreaming.

Life is greater when I'm dealing with something than when I'm just dreaming away.

He was in there-all his ghosts and legends, all the twisted Gothic nonsense out of which he'd built a realm in the long dreaming time when the broken world orbited the shipwreck stars.

Perhaps I had been dreaming, processing and refining old memories in the way you're supposed to process and refine newer ones.

Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too? And have we room for one more folded sunset, still quite warm?

When I was small, my mother told me that moths were butterflies that had been banished to the night, where they lived tortured lives dreaming of the day. In this way she explained why they sacrificed themselves to flame; it was both an end to their suffering and a reunion with the light they longed for. The parable, of course, was meant to warn me against wanting what I should not have.

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.

While dreaming of being burnt by fire, carried away by water, and so forth, all these outer faults that arise when the mind focuses outwards will prove to be adventitious once the dream is recognized. They come and go. Yet while this happens, the nature of mind, the inseparable union of spaciousness and awareness, does not undergo any change.

Those who lose dreaming are lost.

Many of Reagan's listeners thought he was dreaming. But Reagan had faith in freedom. He knew that communism, although militarily powerful, was ideologically dead. He knew what our Founders knew: that, in a truly legitimate government, power does not come out of the barrel of a gun, but only from the consent of the people.

Our dreaming capacity gives us a peep into the glorious realities that await us further on. It is the evidence of things possible to us.

When I was a kid, I was always dreaming to one day be the No. 1 player in the world, to win Grand Slams.

I used to think like that at school, Sabriel answered. Dreaming about the Old Kingdom. Proper Charter Magic. Dead to bind. Princes to be -- Rescued?

Writing a book is always a hard job. One is always tempted to limit oneself to dreaming it.

Immensity is within ourselves. It is attached to a sort of expansion of being that life curbs and caution arrests, but which starts again when we are alone. As soon as we become motionless, we are elsewhere; we are dreaming in a world that is immense. Indeed, immense is the movement of motionless man. It is one of the dynamic characteristics of quiet daydreaming.

Alguns homens vêem as coisas como são, e dizem 'Por quê?' Eu sonho com as coisas que nunca foram e digo 'Por que não ?

Don't be so familiar and so much into the details. Keep people dreaming. Close the window, and make them wonder.

I wonder what it would have been like if I could actually sing.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.