Quotes About Dreams

Sometimes, on a very clear night,' the BFG said, 'and if I is swiggling my ears in the right direction' – and here he swivelled his great ears upwards so they were facing the ceiling – 'if I is swiggling them like this and the night is very clear, I is sometimes hearing faraway music coming from the stars in the sky.' A queer little shiver passed through Sophie's body. She sat very quiet, waiting for more.

She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.

Every dream in the world is making a different sort of buzzy-hum music.

It was pleasant to take a hot drink up to her room and have it beside her as she sat in her silent room reading in the empty house in the afternoons. The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.

I is sometimes hearing faraway music coming from the stars in the sky.' A

The nastier the dream, the angrier it is getting when it is in prison,' the BFG said.

This is Mr. Bucket. This is Mrs. Bucket. Mr. and Mrs. Bucket have a small boy whose name is Charlie Bucket.

I is a dreamblowing giant," the BFG said. "(...) I is scuddling away to other places to blow dreams into the bedrooms of sleeping children. Nice dreams. Lovely golden dreams. Dreams that is giving the dreamers a happy time.

And Charlie, don't forget about what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he ever wanted. He lived happily ever after.» Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Bucket was able to get rid of them so that Charlie could go to bed. 13

Dreams like being mixed,' the BFG answered. 'They is getting very lonesome all by themselves in those glassy bottles.

1 Here Comes Charlie

Just imagine that!

Je leek zo heel ver weg,' fluisterde juffrouw Engel diep onder de indruk. 'O, dat was ik ook. Ik vloog langs de sterren met zilveren vleugels,' zei Matilda. 'Het was fantastisch.

May you see drops like stars.

Johnson was insulated from reality by his hopes and dreams.

He told them a story—"the little baby in the cradle," as a student would call it. "He would tell us that one day we might say the baby would be a teacher. Maybe the next day we'd say the baby would be a doctor. And one day we might say the baby—any baby—might grow up to be President of the United States.

For millennia philosophers and saints have tried to reason out a logical scheme for the universe... until Hilda came along and demonstrated that the universe is not logical but whimsical, its structure depending solely on the dreams and nightmares of non-logical dreamers.

I dreamed a lot and none of it made sense; I seemed to be stuck in a comic book, the sort P.T.A. meetings pass resolutions against, and the baddies were way ahead no matter what I did.

But it is a great and wonderful age, the most wonderful this giddy planet has yet seen. It is sometimes comic, too often tragic, and always wonderful. Our wildest dreams of the future will be surpassed by what lies in front of us. Come bad, come good, I want to take part in the show as long as possible.

Once we become sensitive to dreams, we discover that every dynamic in a dream is manifesting itself in some way in our practical lives

The philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche explored the burden of the unlived that is not reclaimed: Zarathustra goes to the grave with the unfulfilled dreams of his youth. He speaks to them as if they were ghosts who have betrayed him bitterly. They struck up a dance and then spoiled the music. Did the past make his path so weighty? Did his unlived life impede him and consign him to a life that seems not to pass?

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I was sitting with the girl of my dreams on a bench in the Boston Public Garden watching the swan boats circle the little lagoon.