Quotes About Dreams

The Wizard of Oz." "No, no, no," said Sophie. She quickly

And then he thought, profoundly, how there was something grand about living in hope, but also something terribly unreal and incomplete about it, because when you were hoping, you were not doing or living or experiencing the Now

He was tired of seeing his family only in dreams.

He thought living in a place where there were eagles to watch might encourage some pretty good dreams.

All America lies at the end of the wilderness road, and our past is not a dead past, but still lives in us. Our forefathers had civilization inside themselves, the wild outside. We live in the civilization they created, but within us the wilderness still lingers. What they dreamed, we live, and what they lived, we dream.

Everything starts as somebody's daydream.

Separar os vivos dos mortos. Separar a fantasia da realidade é coisa que não me interessa muito. Além disso, meus sonhos são fruto desse tempo. Mas o vivo e o morto!

Så rusla vi hjemover. Snakka om alt vi skulle gjøre. Om The Snafus. Om hvor berømte vi skulle bli. Om sommeren, enda vinteren bare såvidt hadde begynt, om alle somrene i våre liv. Vi snakka om når vi skulle begynne på gymnaset og om når vi blei ferdige med skolen for godt. Vi blei svære i kjeften og vakre fugler fløy ut av ansiktene våre. Vi tok framtida på forskudd og den så sabla bra ut.

Oh, Pa, let's go on west!" "Mercy, Laura!" Ma said. "Whatever—" She could not go on. "I know, little Half-Pint," said Pa, and his voice was very kind. "You and I want to fly like the birds.

Passenger to Frankfurt ends with an affirmation in 'hope', 'faith' and 'benevolence'. So Agatha would have been shocked and grieved by the twenty-first century. She would have mourned the town in which she had dreamed, loved, run up hills with Tony the dog, lost her virginity to Archie Christie, become a writer. Above all she would have been saddened by the new English joylessness, for life to her was a sacred gift.

go back through your "List of 100 Dreams" and choose elements of a few to incorporate into your days. Make two lists: one of activities that take half an hour or less, and another of activities that take less than 10 minutes. Then, figure out ways you can make these two sets of activities as easy as lighting up a cigarette or turning on the TV any time a bit of leisure shows up on your schedule.

We're not afraid of the dark. Our nightmares were born on sultry, summer afternoons.

Laurell K. Hamilton

That part of us that we trap in our dreams and deny in daylight hours.

Not the dreams where we are hunted by the monsters, but the dreams where we are the monsters. We raise bloody hands to the sky and scream, not from fear, but from joy. The pure joy of slaughter. The cathartic moment when we plunge our hands into the hot blood of our enemies and there is no civilized thought to stop us from dancing on their graves.

Do werewolves dream of shapeshifted sheep?

Allora pensa a qualcos'altro, qualcosa di meglio.» «Pensieri felici», suggerì Nathaniel. Gli scoccai un'occhiata. «Ti sembro forse Peter Pan?» «Sì, cioè, no. Però fai pensieri felici», insisté Nathaniel.

It hurt to kill a dream, like tearing petals off a rose in full bloom.

Imagination was all very well in the daylight, but it was an uncomfortable thing late at night.

Sleeping and waking—for him the states grew ever less distinct. Sleep gained in truth as waking lost the arrogance of certainty. Dreams, three-D and portentous, sported a logic no less satisfactory than that of what, by mere consensus, was called the real. Categories dissolved; things floated free of their names, and a kind of geriatric Buddhism became ever more unquestioned and serene.

Melek de deÄŸiliz; keÅŸke olsak, ama insanlara birer beden giydirilmiÅŸtir, ve bizleri hayal güçlerimiz yönetir - ne ÅŸenlikli bir ÅŸölen. ... Gözler daha zarif bir okÅŸama saÄŸlar ve düÅŸ gücümüz üzerinde sözler kadar kolay ifadelendirilemeyen bir ÅŸeyler b?rak?r,-ya da,-bazen,var olan? da yok ederler.

I can't tell anymore when I'm asleep and when I'm awake, or which is worse.

too many grown-ups tell kids to follow their dreams like that's going to get them somewhere Auntie Laurie says follow your nightmares instead cuz when you figure out what's eating you alive you can slay it

Because I am still a little girl who believes in Santa and the tooth fairy and you.