Quotes About Dreams

My mother told me that when Jane and I were born, all her dreams had come true. I

This is only a record of broken and apparently unrelated memories, some of them as distinct and sequent as brilliant beads upon a thread, others remote and strange, having the character of crimson dreams with interspaces blank and black -- witch-fires glowing still and red in a great desolation.

He thought he was walking along a dusty road that showed white in the gathering darkness of a summer night. Whence and whither it led, and why he traveled it, he did not know, though all seemed simple and natural, as is the way in dreams; for in the Land Beyond the Bed surprises cease from troubling and the judgment is at rest.

Si deseas que tus sueños se hagan realidad, ¡despierta!

Close your eyes and get some rest. We gain new worlds when we sleep. —The Grimoire of Eleanor St. Clair

You are too full of your own hopes to hold anyone else's.

But it's 'cause real life is what it is that a man needs daydreams.

But it's 'cause real life is what it is that a man needs daydreams. Most

Perhaps we'll have some answers, at least, before the end. I always dreamed of dying well-informed.

Your grandfather's dream—' he whispered, like all his grand schemes could be unfucked. Like King Scale could be unkilled.

Life being what is is, one dreams of revenge.

It's always the poor who are crushed under rich men's ambitions. And yet they rarely complain, because ... well ..." "They dream of having towers o' their own?" Cosca chuckled. " Why, yes, I suppose they do. They don't see that the higher you climb, the further you have to fall." "Men rarely see that 'til the ground's rushing at 'em.

Bah. What does it matter now? There are no certainties let in the world. That was the age of great men, doing what was right." He frowned down at the broken rubble choking the floor of the colossal room. "This is the age of little men, doing what they must. Little men, with little dreams, walking in giant footsteps.

It was a place of wild abandon, wild hope, wild despair, everything at extremes and nothing in moderation, dreams trodden into the muck and new ones sucked from bottles to be vomited up and trodden down in turn. A place where the strange was commonplace and the ordinary bizarre, and death might be along tomorrow so you'd best have all your fun today.

It can be a terrible curse for a man to get everything he ever dreamed of. If the shining prizes turn out somehow to be empty baubles, he is left without even his dreams for comfort. All

Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge." —Paul Gauguin

can be a terrible curse for a man to get everything he ever dreamed of. If the shining prizes turn out somehow to be empty baubles, he is left without even his dreams for comfort.

You're young and got dreams ahead of you still. You don't know how it is. One day you're something, so promising and full o' dares, so big the world's too small a place to hold you. Then, 'fore you know it, you're old, and you realize all them things you had in mind you'll never get to. All them doors you felt too big to fit through have already shut. Only one left open and it leads to nothing but nothing.

I worry whether it's not really the best way to live one's life - trying to fulfill the dreams you had as a child. Maybe it's quite a backwards approach.

One man scorned and covered with scars still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable stars; and the world was better for this. -Don Quixote.

That's because when you fall asleep, you naturally shift though the entire spectrum of brain-wave states, going from your waking, beta state to the slower alpha state, when you close your eyes, to the slower-still theta state, when you're half-asleep and half-awake, all the way down to the deep-sleep delta brain-wave state.

What did you want to be when you grew up? What about now? What's on your "bucket list," those things you want to do before you die? What is your calling, the work of your heart and soul? Talk about one of your happiest memories. What made you happy? What could happen out of the blue that would be like a dream come true? What do you want for your children/loved ones that money can buy?

Dreams can become realities, but the definition of a dream is that it is so big it will take longer than one season to accomplish. If you reasonably can achieve it this season, no matter how big it may seem, it's no longer a dream—it's a goal.

I think while I was passed out, I dreamed about my mom's gingerbread cookies. Maybe the guy who knocked on the glass was eatin' one." "Mm," said Peace-not-War. "Well. That's helpful. We'll put an APB out on the Gingerbread Man. I'm not hopeful it'll do us much good, though. Word on the street is you can't catch him.