Quotes About Fantasy

What you do in your dreams is never your choice. But it made me happy anyway.

What you do in your dreams is never your choice.

My dreams were dull as my everyday life.

In that distant, hopeful way unreal things can be.

I'll see you in Dreamland.

The specifics of what, exactly, these terms meant were never explained; as with any fantasy, vagueness was part of the appeal.

Then. I used to practice what I would look like when someone was falling in love with me.

Sarah Mlynowski

Sarah Mlynowski

Jonah's eyes widen. "Do you think she'd eat our lungs and livers, too?" Snow nods. "She might." "Do you think she'd use ketchup? I bet they'd be pretty gross without ketchup.

Sarah Mlynowski

Fluxers were one of the five Fs. They could turn into animals. Flyers flew. Flares had fire magic. Fuzzies had animal magic. Flickers had invisibility magic of one sort or another.

Sarah Mlynowski

Sarah Mlynowski

I'm staring at Snow White. The real Snow White. I'm in her living room.

Aladdin is in love!

if Robin or Frankie wanted to sleep for a hundred years my feelings

There are people who look forward to spending their sunset years in the sunshine; it is my own retirement dream to await my death indoors, dragging strangers up dusty staircases while coughing up one of the most thrilling phrases in the English language: It was on this spot... My fantasy is to one day become a docent.

Idealists are the cruelest monsters of them all.

Someday, I hope to be just like him. There are people who look forward to spending their sunset years in the sunshine; it is my own retirement dream to await my death indoors, dragging strangers up dusty staircases while coughing up one of the most thrilling phrases in the English language: "It was on this spot . . ." My fantasy is to one day become a docent

One thing should be clear to you now. Money-making is aggression. That's the whole thing. The functionalistic explanation is the only one. People come to the market to kill. They say, 'I'm going to make a killing.' It's not accidental. Only they haven't got the genuine courage to kill, and they erect a symbol of it. The money. They make a killing by fantasy.

One way or another the no doubt mad idea entered my mind that my own actions had historic importance and this fantasy (?) made it appear that people who harmed me were interfering with an important experiment.

Fantasia, fantasia, fantasia. Si trasforma in realtà. Essa sorregge, essa altera, essa redime!

Men live in a fantasy world. I know this because I am one, and I actually receive my mail there