Quotes About Dreaming

Even if the adults were free of the shackles that had held them fast, bondage had stolen too much time. Only the children could take full advantage of their dreaming. If white men let them.

Oh, to awake from dreaming!

Oh, to awake from dreaming! Look, there is the chest of drawers. Let me pull myself out of this waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

Oh, to awake from dreaming! Look, there is the chest of drawers. Let me pull myself out of these waters. But they heap themselves on me; they sweep me between their great shoulders; I am turned; I am tumbled; I am stretched, among these long lights, these long waves, these endless paths, with people pursuing, pursuing.

Wishing can be dangerous business. And dreaming only makes reality harder to accept.

Laughing isn't wrong if it's done out of happiness. Dreaming is essential because it gives us wings, and forgetting...well, there's a difference between living and forgetting.

The Internet is the hope of an integrated world without frontiers, a common world without controlling owners, a world of opportunities and equality. This is a utopia that we have been dreaming about and is a world in which each and every one of us are protagonists of a destiny that we have in our hands.

I'm looking for a way out of here. I can't have it physically, so I'm going to have it intellectually. It was a beautiful thing to ride Seabiscuit in my imagination. And it's just fantastic to be there alongside Louie as he's breaking the NCAA mile record. People at these vigorous moments in their lives - it's my way of living vicariously.

And this last second or two of dreaming in which your face returns to me completely. Not even needing to be, being so alive again to me.

Dreaming of his future, he no longer heard all the things she did not say.

He had not been praying, but dreaming - which, she would realize later, came to almost the same thing.

It has been said that sleeping, dreaming, and meditating, or developing awareness, are the only states in which we do not sow further seeds of karma.

There is a drowsy state, between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open, and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you, than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness.

Are not the sane and the insane equal at night as the sane lie a dreaming?

Say a good fellow, if you want a phrase,' returned Herbert, smiling, and clapping his hand on the back of mine: 'a good fellow, with impetuosity and hesitation, boldness and diffidence, action and dreaming curiously mixed in him.

undistorted interpretation of external sounds in the mind of a dreamer could not continue to exist in a dreaming mind, because that touch of relative realness would be of awakening and not of dreaming.

June, thy beauty is a snare, To waste time in visions rare; Of vain dreaming, oh, beware!

BABYLON — where I go dreaming When I weary of to-day, Weary of a world grown grey.

Sometimes... sometimes I think the Asylum is a head. We're inside a huge head that dreams us all into being. Perhaps it's your head, Batman. Arkham is a looking glass... and we are you.

My dreaming thoughts go barefoot in the evening.

I go dreaming into the future, where I see nothing, nothing. I have no plans, no idea, no project, and, what is worse, no ambition. Something – the eternal 'what's the use?' – sets its bronze barrier across every avenue that I open up in the realm of hypothesis.

Dreaming is an act of pure imagination, attesting in all men a creative power, which if it were available in waking, would make every man a Dante or Shakespeare.

Every minute I looked away, hiding my eyes, I was dreaming what you dreamed

You damned, silly-looking cluck, are you trying to drive me insane? Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Yes, I could write music. I can write you a motet, or a sonata, or a waltz, or a cornet solo, with variation—anything at all, anything you want. And not one note of it will be worth the match it would take to burn it. You think I'm hot stuff, don't you? You, lying there every day, dreaming about rainbows.