Quotes About Dreams

The 10's(2010) are a baby kangaroo, a bill overdue, a coal chute for staggering millions, a bowl of camphor punch, the fast-dissolving afterimages of a long night's exhausting dreams. Boys and girls, take off those space suits; the boot is lifted from your chest and you can safely resume the search for perfection.

Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about, Riding with the wind.

Shells sink, dreams float. Life's good on our boat.

I sat back in my wooden chair as they signed the paperwork and stared down at the arm rests, studying the various layers of paint, the chips and cracks. How many hands had gripped them? I wondered. What lives were attached to those hands, what dreams were shattered, what sorrows were they trying to squeeze out of their souls?

I warn her not to chase money— chase a dream, like underwater photography or hiking, build your own boat and sail around the world, serve and protect the earth, that's the kind of stuff brilliant minds pursue, not moneyed soul-shrinking status sh**— integrate your heart and soul into your walk, talk, hands and thrust your voice up to the sky as you sing your life out pure, free, hard and strong against any wind.

As I've grown - dare I say it - older, I had hopes of indulging my dreams of being a sailor.

Fiction, when it's done right, does in the daylight what dreams do at night: we leave the confines of our own experiences and go to common ground, where for a time we are not alone Where we don't have to ask how it feels, because we feel it for ourselves." 

Fiction, when it's done right, does in the daylight what dreams do at night: we leave the confines of our own experiences and go to common ground, where for a time we are not alone.

As Christopher Reeve once said, so many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then, when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable.

There are some awful things in the world, it's true, but there are also some great books. When I grow up I would like to write something that someone could read sitting on a bench on a day that isn't all that warm and they could sit reading it and totally forget where they were or what time it was so that they were more inside the book than inside their own head. I'd like to write like Delany or Heinlein or Le Guin.

Marx is like Plato, he has dreams that can't come true as long as people are people.

We are all inside her head and nowhere else, and of such stuff as dreams are made of. Once she's gone where will we be?

Mal que em minha vida aprontei, foi numa certa meninice em sonhos – tudo corre e chega tão ligeiro –; será que se há lume de responsabilidades? Se sonha; já se fez...

A gente devia poder parar de estar tão acordado, quando precisasse, e adormecer seguro, salvo.

You cannot measure the loss of a human life. It's all the things a person was, all their dreams, all the people who loved them, all they hoped to be and could give back to the world.

A worldly wise and somewhat overbearing Lucy asks the good-hearted and somewhat naive Charlie Brown, 'Charlie, what would you rather do, be captain of the baseball team or marry the cute redheaded girl?' And Charlie replies innocently, 'Why can't I do both?' to which Lucy responds, 'It's the real world, Charlie Brown.' "60

We fail to move beyond what is safe, we abandon our dreams in favor of what is sure rather than strive for what is best for us.

There's more to me, more to the universe, than I suspected. Room for all the dreams I ever had, and all the nightmares...heroes in the gutters and in the mirror; saints in the frozen wasteland; fools and liars on the throne of wisdom, and hands reaching out in hunger that will never be filled.

The follow your dreams thing is really important because so many people are railroaded into taking other paths by their family, their friends, people who should be supportive going, 'What are you talking about?' Even just seemingly regular career paths, but if it's not what people expect for you they kind of react funny.

Before I settled on music, I wanted to be an archaeologist, an astronaut, all sorts of really diverse things.

I drink only tea. That was lovely, tea Says in a snooty accent. Even the worst Dreams release me. You love me. Death will be a morning.

A fulfilling life is different to each person. You have to acknowledge your dreams, and not just wait for life to happen, and opportunities to come knocking at your door.

History is not a dead thing or a sure thing. It lived with our choices and our dreams. It is the story of our glories and our sadnesses. It is at different times a lover, an enemy, a teacher, a prophet. It is always a collective memory as complicated and contradictory as people who lived it, but it is always a people's story. Let our tale be marked by our knowledge of what had to be done, and let it shine with the passion of our attempt.

Sweet sleep be with us, one and all! And if upon its stillness fall The visions of a busy brain, We'll have our pleasure o'er again, To warm the heart, to charm the sight, Gay dreams to all! good night, good night.