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Quotes About Reverie

Lulled into such an opium-like state of listlessness of vacant, unconscious reverie is this absent-minded youth by the blending cadence of the waves with thoughts, that at last he loses his identity; takes the mystic ocean at his feet for the visible image of that deep, blue, bottomless soul, pervading mankind and nature.
~ Herman Melville
Let the most absent-minded of men be plunged in his deepest reveries—stand that man on his legs, set his feet a-going, and he will infallibly lead you to water
~ Herman Melville
Let the most absent-minded of men be plunged in his deepest reveries—stand that man on his legs, set his feet a-going, and he will infallibly lead you to water, if water there be in all that region
~ Herman Melville
The cost of oblivius daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realigment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse. Her reverie, once rich in plausible details, had become a passing silliness before the hard mass of the actual. It was difficult to come back.
~ Ian Mcewan
Remember the memories.
~ Mitch Albom
I cannot write of things which even impassioned breath cannot utter. Autumn is coming with its days of gold, its days of reverie and of you—oh, such delightful hours that my heart burns within me at the anticipation.
~ Byron Caldwell Smith
Wymarzone, ukochane gÅ'osy tych, co umarli, albo tych, co dla nas tak sÄ… straceni, jak umarli. Czasem do nas przemawiajÄ… w snach czasem je w zadumaniu sÅ'yszy umysÅ'. A z ich brzmieniem powraca na chwilÄ™ d?wiÄ™ki najpierwszej naszego ?ycia poezji, jak muzyka, która nocÄ…, gdzieÅ› w dali, dogasa.
~ C. P. Cavafy
Fara turned to Hardin. "Didn't you study psychology under Alurin?" Hardin answered, half in reverie: "Yes, I never completed my studies, though. I got tired of theory. I wanted to be a psychological engineer, but we lacked the facilities, so I did the next best thing— I went into politics. It's practically the same thing.
~ Isaac Asimov
Hardin shook himself out of an abstracted reverie. 'No, milord, can't say I am. I'm a psychologist by original intention and a politician by final decision.' 'Ah! No doubt intewesting studies. I, myself, y'know
~ Isaac Asimov
When you are alone and too tired even to turn on any of your devices, you let yourself linger in a past stacked among your pillows.
~ Claudia Rankine
Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and bursts into tears. "It's been so long," she gasps, "since I've seen anything pretty.
~ Suzanne Collins
Sometimes you need to press pause to let everything sink in.
~ Sebastian Vettel
I long for the luxury of being impractical.
~ Neal Shusterman
Quel est celui de nous qui n'a pas, dans ses jours d'ambition, rêvé le miracle d'une prose poétique, musicale sans rythme et sans rime, assez souple et assez heurtée pour s'adapter aux mouvements lyriques de l'âme, aux ondulations de la rêverie, aux soubresauts de la conscience  ?
~ Charles Baudelaire
Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.
~ Hafez
Leisure for reverie, gay or somber, does much to enrich life.
~ Miriam Beard
Thought is the labour of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.
~ Victor Hugo
Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.
~ Victor Hugo
reverie. To share such a moment of deep tranquility with another being, especially one as different from us as the octopus, is a humbling privilege.
~ Sy Montgomery
By continually going out for reverie, a day comes when you go out to drown yourself.
~ Victor Hugo
In the thick of play, his daydreams were so vivid that a glimpse of reality would have shocked him.
~ Laini Taylor
He learned to coax Brother Cyrus into that place of reverie, and he collected the stories like treasure. Lazlo owned nothing, not one single thing, but from the first, the stories felt like his own hoard of gold.
~ Laini Taylor
The implication of her turn of phrase, as Matthew knew, wasn't to be taken seriously. But, like all sufferers from unrequited love, he had ceased to be particular. The words had been said. For that he was grateful. For his nocturnal reveries, for the postmortem of each day that he conducted night after night, it was all that mattered.
~ Gilbert Adair
In the night, when the wind dies and silence rules the place of glittering stone, I remember. And they all live again.
~ Glen Cook