Quotes About Dreaming

you do with an unattainable crush once it's yours to keep? What does it become? Should there perhaps be a word to describe it? Because that's the thing with getting what you want: all that yearning and dreaming and fantasizing leaves a great big hole that can only be filled with more yearning and dreaming and fantasizing.

I enjoy domestic life. Cooking gives me great pleasure, especially if I can chop vegetables slowly and think about what I'm doing and dream a little about this and that.

I had some wonderful dreaming meetings. I can't tell you specifically what they've been in the recent months. In the past they've been verbal kinds of messages that he needed to give me. Now they're more dreams of his presence.

The you that you think of as you (and that thinks of you as you, and so on) is not you, it's just the character that the underlying truth of you is dreaming into existence. Enlightenment isn't in the character, it's in the underlying truth.

Dreaming is cheap. It doesn't cost a thing. In dreams you don't have to pay the bills or pay the rent. In dreams you can buy a house and be loved back.

Great God, Vivien…Miss Manning. I didn't expect to see you here today." She tilted her head. "Nor I you. When I heard your voice, I thought I was dreaming." He arched a brow. "Do you often dream of me in bookstores?" She laughed even though the question was a loaded one. "You must know you are dreamed of by dozens of women. I could not say I wasn't one of them.

I don't know what this song was originally intended to be about exactly, but I know what Sabin is telling me. He is telling me to protect my heart, but to love. He is telling me about timing, and dreaming, and surviving. And mostly, he is telling me to abandon my worry. To find joy and to live again.

There is nothing wrong with dreaming, but there is everything wrong with dreaming without any intention to make the dream a reality.

Ascoltare una bella storia è come sognare, ma poi bisogna svegliarsi e la vita... bé, la vita è un'altra cosa.

What are you dreaming of Varvara?" asked Avelii. He saw in her eyes that look, at once absent and intimate, that we have when, perhaps unawares, we reach out so intensely toward another person—toward the deep, multiple self within his parcel of eternity—that we stop noticing him in the present.

The sight of him did something to me I've never quite been able to explain. He was more than tremendous speed and beauty of motion. He set me dreaming.

Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming o'er the joys of night.Sleep, sleep: in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep.

As I started to buy cars, I didn't know that I was building a collection. I just wanted the cars I was dreaming about. Once you drive a good one, it is like having a fever.

Death is a sleep that ends our dreaming. Oh, that we may be allowed to wake before death wakes us.

She felt light-headed, as if part of her were somewhere else and dreaming of this, and she'd wake up soon and find everything normal.

What were these mysteries? Was there only one world after all, which spent its time dreaming of others?

Lyra felt herself moving into a kind of trance beyond sleep and waking: a state of conscious dreaming, almost, in which she was dreaming that she was being carried by bears to a city in the stars. She

She felt so alone. She felt as if her life had gone into a kind of hibernation, as if part of her were asleep and maybe dreaming the rest. She let herself be passive; she accepted whatever happened.

We were once the ones who were dreaming and loving and screwing. We were once the ones who were living, and then we were the ones who were dying. We sewed ourselves, a thread's width, into your history.

It's hard to think of such things when you are busy dreaming or loving or screwing. The context falls away.

In my experience, a castaways's worst mistake is to hope too much and do too little. Survival starts by paying attention to what is close at hand and immediate. To look out with idle hope is tantamount to dreaming one's life away.

but she sits almost asleep, her head drooping to the left, out toward the sky, as if the sky were some stranger's shoulder to lean upon throughout a trip on a train.

But the young man in his twenties is still in peak dreaming season: a thrilling time, an insecure time, even at the best of times. It should be a season full of possibility. Economic, romantic, technological, political, existential possibility. Yes, among all the various relativities to be considered, age is one that can't be parsed. The style of Cy - the style of all young people - now radically interrupted.

En este caso, el problema radica en que el hombre es un animal moral abandonado en un universo amoral y condenado a una existencia finita y sin otro significado que perpetuar el ciclo natural de la especie. Es imposible sobrevivir en un estado prolongado de realidad, al menos para un ser humano. Pasamos buena parte de nuestras vidas soñando, sobre todo cuando estamos despiertos.