Quotes About Fantasy

Llueve siempre en la alta fantasía

It's like learning to ride a unicorn. You never forget.

Let us proceed under the assumption that the fairy folk do exist, and that I am not a gibbering moron.

The solitary individual can structure time in two ways: activity and fantasy.

All men and all women have their secret gardens, whose gates they guard against the profane invasion of the vulgar crowd. These are visual pictures of what they would do if they could do as they pleased. The lucky ones find the right time, place, and person, and get to do it, while the rest must wander wistfully outside their own walls.

I like to stay at home and make cinema in my head.

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We can remember minutely and precisely only the things which never really happened to us.

If this isn't exactly what went down, it's certainly how it should have happened.

We see what we want to see. We idealize each other with our own fantasies.

Excuse me, young elven princess, but have you heard the word of your lord and savior, Diablo, today?

The reality of life is chaos; the fantasy of man is order. (..) The world of art, the world of games, the world of politics, so many worlds men make for themselves, are in a very fundamental way fantastic.

Where is Hollywood located? Chiefly between the ears. In that part of the American brain lately vacated by God.

Cherishing the sweet reminiscence of the early hours of life can be experienced as real enchantment: Those hours when fantasy is given wings and imagination allows us to sail with our paper boats through the stern roads of our constricted life. ( "Paper boats forever" )

Feelings and emotions can dismantle gradually all lucid patterns in the back garden of our fantasy. A reflect graphic image of our dream can reveal what is hidden in the back of our mind's eye and show things we are, maybe, not ready to acknowledge. ("Back garden of a dream")

All of us insist upon our illusions, upon substituting dreams and distorted memories for the real thing.

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I shouldn't have been looking at lingerie. It naturally made me think about sexy things. Like kissing. Like Patch.

You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true

Molds are driven by fantasy and a desire for the spectacular, and our sense of spectacle changes over time. Medieval gingerbread molds, hand carved from wood, might depict harts and does, wild boars and saints. The stock of images available to us now is far larger; but our imaginations are often smaller. In kitchen shops today, you can buy a large cake mold resembling a giant cupcake.

The unreliable quality of frozen foods contributed to the deep suspicion with which many shoppers viewed them. There was a general sense that frozen food was subpar: salvaged goods. The turning point was when Birdseye embarked on a PR campaign, renaming the produce as "frosted foods," a name that implied icy glamour. "Frozen food" was something you would eat rather than starve. "Frosted food" was the stuff of childhood fantasy. It worked.

We seem to have an insatiable thirst for places that don't exist, for griffins and wondrous dragons prowling the antipodes of a world we hardly recognize. They symbolize states of growth we haven't yet achieved.

I've always liked books," she said softly. "I love being around them. I love getting loaf in a story, a world. I love that I can become anyone, that I can become anyone, that I can live any fantasy.

You're every single fantasy I've ever had.