Quotes About Dreams

I don't want this part where I don't know if I've dreamed it or not.

There is no other in my dreams, no beloved, there's no love . . .

the village is lost in its veils a few dreams lean over the lanes like nettles

Tillworkers, thieves and housewives, all enshrined in sleep, unable to look round; night vagrants, prisoners on dream-bail, children without parents, free-trading, changing, disembodied, blind dreamers of every kind; even corpses, creeping disconsolate with tiny mouths, not knowing, still in tears, still in their own small separate atmospheres, rubbing the mould from their wet hands and feet and lovers in mid-flight all sank like a feather falls, not quite in full possession of their weight.

We know not of the future, and cannot plan for it much. But we can hold our spirits and our bodies so pure and high, we may cherish such thoughts and such ideals, and dream such dreams of lofty purpose, that we can determine and know what manner of men we will be whenever the hour strikes that calls us to noble action....No man becomes suddenly different from his habit and cherished thought. (Joshua L. Chamberlain

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.

Regret empties anticipation, flattens dreams, and suffocates hope, because regret is a form of self-punishment. Whereas hindsight helps us learn from the past, regret beats us up with the past. So for one entire day (or go for forty), I invite you to fast regret. Do not feed it. Do not give it space. Let it go: God's mercies are "new every morning

Regret empties anticipation, flattens dreams, and suffocates hope, because regret is a form of self-punishment. Whereas hindsight helps us learn from the past, regret beats us up with the past. So for one entire day (or go for forty), I invite you to fast regret. Do not feed it. Do not give it space. Let it go: God's mercies are "new every morning" (Lamentations 3:23). And meditate on Jesus' glorious promise from Revelation 21:5: "I am making everything new!

Keep dreaming in color And drawing your dreams On cement floors Until they are realized. —Alicia Keys

I wanted so badly to make the group happen. We'd dreamed our dream in unison, and the thought of us disbanding made me wilt inside. But what's true in the music industry is also the case in life: Growth requires movement. And often, the only way forward is through an exit door.

Empire" isn't just about New York. It's about hope. No matter where we're from, we all want the opportunity to work hard and breathe life into our ambitions.

I never had any big dreams about doing something on a huge scale.

I'll live in another world, then.

I save my dreams and hopes for my kids. When I'm making a wish under a bridge or tunnel, it's always for them.

Your real dreams are the ones your dreamed far before you were old enough to understand just how complicated they were to accomplish. How you respond when you find out is part of your character.

Dreams have always impressed me as spontaneous works of art, produced by the unconscious parts of the psyche with breathtaking clarity. Our dreams are a valid expression of spirituality, for they tell of the life of the soul, as do our waking fantasies, images, and collective myths.

425. O sonambulismo natural tem alguma relação com os sonhos? Como explicá-lo? "É um estado de independência do Espírito, mais completo do que no sonho, estado em que maior amplitude adquirem suas faculdades. A alma tem então percepções de que não dispõe no sonho, que é um estado de sonambulismo imperfeito. No sonambulismo, o Espírito está na posse plena de si mesmo.

But most are fueled by hope.

Yall have to show me the fool who says dreams don't come true cause they do I LOVE YOU PHILIDELPHIA

I am not ridiculing verbal mechanisms, dreams, or repressions as origins of poetry all three of them and more besides may have a great deal to do with it.

Sweet peas were the kind of flowers fairies slept in.

And, of course, there are the perfect day, perfect moment, perfect life dreams that come sometimes and make a person hit the snooze button for hours, trying to go back to sleep and make the perfect moments last.

And with that, Kat closed her eyes. She didn't see the first flakes of snow fall outside her window. She didn't feel Hale cover her with a blanket. She was already fast asleep.

Every girl thinks about growing up in a palace. Few ever ponder living in a cage.