Quotes About Dreams

As fate would have it, we talked about literature; I fear I said no more than the things I usually say to journalists. My alter ego believed in the invention, or discovery, of new metaphors; I, in those metaphors that correspond to intimate and obvious affinities and that our imagination has already accepted. Old age and sunset, dreams and life, the flow of time and water. …

Hemos soñado el mundo. Lo hemos soñado resistente, misterioso, visible, ubicuo en el espacio y firme en el tiempo; pero hemos consentido en su arquitectura tenues y eternos insterticios de sinrazón para saber que es falso.

Yo, que me figuraba el Paraíso bajo la especie de una biblioteca.

When the clocks of midnight squander a generous time, I will go further than Ulysses' oarsmen to the realm of dreams, inaccessible to human nature. From that underwater region, I rescue fragments that I do not begin to understand.

I have always imagined that Paradise will be a kind of library. I cannot sleep unless I am surrounded by books.

Sleeping, as we all know, is the most secret thing we do. We devote one third of our lives to sleep, yet we do not understand it. Some believe it's only an eclipse of wakefulness; others, a more complex which embraces at once yesterday, the present and tomorrow; still others see it as an uninterrupted series of dreams.

Dios ha creado las noches que se arman de sueños y las formas del espejo para que el hombre sienta que es reflejo y vanidad. Por eso nos alarman.

We took out our heavy revolvers (all of a sudden there were revolvers in the dream) and joyfully killed the Gods.

Jorge Luis Borges

I dream every night. I dream before I go to sleep, and I dream after waking up.

Biri dedi ki: Sen uyan?kl??a deÄŸil, önceki bir düÅŸe uyanm??s?n.O düÅŸ bir baÅŸka düÅŸle sarmall?d?r, o da bir baÅŸkas?yla ve bu böyle sonsuza kadar gider, sonsuz da kum tanelerinin say?s?d?r. Geriye dönerken izlemen gereken yolun sonu yoktur ve sen bir daha gerçekten uyanmadan öleceksin.

He dreamt a complete man, a youth, but this youth could not rise nor did he speak nor could he open his eyes. Night after night, the man dreamt him as asleep.

Mis sueños son como la vigilia de ustedes

I know of an uncouth region whose librarians repudiate the vain and superstitious custom of finding a meaning in books and equate it with that of finding a meaning in dreams or in the chaotic lines of one's palm

Como en los sueños, detrás del rostro que nos mira no hay nadie. Anverso sin reverso, moneda de una sola cara, las cosas. Esas miserias son los bienes que el precipitado tiempo nos deja. Somos nuestra memoria, somos ese quimérico museo de formas inconstantes, ese montón de espejos rotos.

Ebrio de insomnio y de vertiginosa dialéctica

while we sleep here, we are awake elsewhere and that in this way every man is two men.

Otra, que mientras dormimos aquí, estamos despiertos en otro lado y que así cada hombre es dos hombres.

I have always imagined that Heaven would be some kind of library.

Yes, Latinos dream more. When you live in poverty, when your president is imposed upon you, when they kill someone and no one gets indicted, and when only a few get rich, of course you dream more. It's no coincidence that magic realism happens in Latin America, because for us dreams and aspirations are part of life.

Writing is nothing more than a guided dream

Myths are public dreams, dreams are private myths. We must be willing to get rid of the life we planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us. I have bought this wonderful machine — a computer ... it seems to me to be an Old Testament god, with a lot of rules and no mercy.

Mythology is composed by poets out of their insights and realizations. Mythologies are not invented; they are found. You can no more tell us what your dream is going to be tonight than we can invent a myth. Myths come from the mystical region of essential experience.

Why re-enter such a world? Why attempt to make plausible, or even interesting, to men and women consumed with passion, the experience of transcendental bliss? As dreams that were momentous by night may seem simply silly in the light of day, so the poet and the prophet can discover themselves playing the idiot before a jury of sober eyes.