Quotes About Dreams

Then isn't this rather all a false funeral? Can't it help you to see that there is something wrong when all the dreams in this house-good or bad-had to depend on something that might never have happened if a man had not died? We always say at home: Accident was at the first and will be at the last a poor tree from which the fruits of life may bloom.

Blasts from the past were like the rooms one entered and re-entered in dreams: they would not stay nailed down. When you returned to them, they had changed - they suddenly had more space or a tilt or a door that had not been there before. New people were milling around, the floors undulated, and the sun shone newly, strangely in the windows, or through the now blasted-open ceiling, or else it shone not at all, as if having fled the sky.

One should never turn one's back on a vivid imagination.

John had dreamed so long and hard of this place that he had hoped it right out of existence. Probably no place in the world could withstand such an assault of human wishing.

You can wake from one dream only to find yourself plunged into yet another, like some endless rosary of the mind. When that happens, it is hard to glimpse what is not dream; the waking, undreamed world flies by you, in rushing flashes of light and air, in loud, quick, dangerous spaces like those between the cars of a train. There is nothing you can do. You walk in the sleep of yourself and wait. You wait for the train to pass.

Surrealism could not be made up. It was the very electricity of the real.

Nightmares have seasons like hurricanes.

I steal back into dreams of you, your unmade bed a huge open-faced sandwich.

A todo o momento vejo coisas que gostaria que visses, gostaria que estivesses aqui para as veres com os teus próprios olhos. Procuro ver coisas para ti, e guarda-las na minha memória, e tenho a fantasia de que se me concentrar mesmo muito, posso fazê-las chegar a ti, para que tu as vejas nos teus sonhos. Como se a vida pudesse ser assim.

Dz?ve ir cietums, kas b?v?ts no nabadz?bas un nepiepild?tiem sap?iem, t? ir l?na virz?šan?s uz manu vietu zem zemes, t? ir Dieva vilt?ba, lai liktu mums vilties mies?, t? ir tikai ?su br?di degoša liesmi?a e??as trauk? starp vienu tumsu un citu, kas ir t?s gal?.

When a man picks up a gun he picks up responsibility. He has a dangerous weapon, and he'd better have coolness and discretion...He'd better have judgment. That other man who wears a gun also has a family, a home, he has hopes, dreams, ambitions. If you're human, you must think of that. Nobody in his right mind takes a human life lightly.

Bad dreams are better than good dreams. When you have a bad dream, you wake up, you look around, and you say, Whew! It was only a dream. Everything is still the same as it was—wonderful! When you have a good dream, you wake up, you look around, and you say, Darn! It was only a dream. Everything is still the same as it was—rotten.

Stanley had no trouble falling asleep

Don't laugh, Rex," said Mr. Pendanski. "We don't laugh at people's dreams. Someone is going to have to train monkeys for the movies.

A short while later, both boys fell asleep. Behind them, the sky had turned dark, and for the first time in over a hundred years, a drop of rain fell into the empty lake.

We don't laugh at people's dreams. Someone is going to have to train monkeys for the movies.

These wars have been so great, they are forgotten Like the Egyptian dynasts. My confrere In whose thick boots I stood, were you amazed To wander through my brain four decades later As I have wandered in a dream through yours? The violence of waking life disrupts The order of our death. Strange dreams occur, For dreams are licensed as they never were.

I think she is growing up, and so begins to dream dreams, and have hopes and fears and fidgets, without knowing why or being able to explain them.

Wouldn't it be fun if all the castles in the air which we make could come true and we could live in them?

Jo's ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea, as yet, but left it for time to tell her…

I want to do something splendid before I go into my castle--something heroic, or wonderful--that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it, and mean to astonish you all, some day. I think I shall write books, and get rich and famous; that would suit me, so that is my favorite dream.

on some occasions, women, like dreams, go by contraries.

I always say my life's quote is, "Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead

what splendid dreams young people build upon a word, and how bitter is the pain when the bright bubbles burst.