Quotes About Daydreaming

You're daydreaming while you eat, aren't you? That's a child's habit.

I think a lot of stuff I find funny is from day dreaming.

The trouble is that thinking looks like loafing. Who wants to pay people for daydreaming?

Sometimes all I did all day was just wander around in my mind.

Fantasists aren't natural readers. They grow restive easily.

He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie.

You know what I worry about? I worry that kids today don't have enough time to just sit and daydream.

I have more ideas than I know what to do with. I guess I'm a bit of a fantasist and a daydreamer - all sorts of things come to me during the day.

I am a bit of a daydreamer.

Once I started to write, it was like all the lights came on. I was always making up stories in my head. I was a daydreamer. I didn't start as a child, but once I started, I couldn't stop. It was compulsive.

I'm a daydreamer.

There's nothing like taking Proust to the beach and daydreaming along to it.

They thought I was deaf when I was a kid because I was always totally off in my own little world.

I was a daydreamer. Teachers kept telling me to pay attention.

From the time I began to read, as a child, I loved to feel their heft in my hand and the warm spot caused by their intimate weight in my lap; I loved the crisp whisper of a page turning, the musky odor of old paper and the sharp inky whiff of new pages. Leather bindings sent me into ecstasy. I even loved to gaze at a closed book and daydream about the possibilities inside.

She was daydreaming out the kitchen window into the backyard. And wondered what it would feel like being naked on the swing. That night, with everyone in bed, she removed her nightgown and walked across the backyard to the swing. She felt exhilaration because she wasn't supposed to be there.

Thus reinforced, they spent the noonday hours spinning dreams like cobwebs, and dodging demands like nets.

It's really splendid to imagine you are a queen. You have all the fun of it without any of the inconveniences and you can stop being a queen whenever you want to, which you couldn't in real life.

No son espléndidas esas gaviotas? ¿Le gustaría ser una gaviota? Yo creo que a mí sí; eso es, si no pudiera ser un ser humano. ¿No cree que sería bonito despertarse con los rallos del sol y zambullirse dentro del agua y salir otra vez, y así durante todo el día? ¿Y luego, por la noche, volar de vuelta al nido? Puedo imaginarme haciéndolo.

You deserve to die, I whisper, suddenly realizing Iv'e said the words aloud. Excuse me? Nothing. Not nothing. You just told me that I deserve to be maggot feed. Not maggot feed, just- Dead! Forget it I don't know why I said that. Just daydreaming, I guess. Daydreaming about my death? Forget it, I repeat. Are you sure you aren't still mad that I wouldn't let you borrow my vintage fishnet leggings? More like I didn't want to borrow them

Doing anything when you're bored is very very boring. Anyway, doing nothing is the point of being bored. The pleasure of being bored is mooning about and doing nothing.

Tu préfères te faire des films plutôt que d'être avec quelqu'un pour de vrai

Daydreaming had started me on the way; but story writing, once I was truly in its grip, took me and shook me awake.

the dreamy endlessness of the afternoons spent deep in her own mind.