Quotes About Dreams

Future joys are like tropical shores; like a fragrant breeze, they extend their innate softness to the immense inland world of past experience, and we are lulled by this intoxication into forgetting the unseen horizons beyond.

He dreamed of funeral love, but dreams crumble and the tomb abides

You ask me whether the Orient is up to what I imagined it to be. Yes, it is; and more than that, it extends far beyond the narrow idea I had of it. I have found, clearly delineated, everything that was hazy in my mind. Facts have taken the place of suppositions - so excellently so that it is often as though I were suddenly coming upon old forgotten dreams.

Coming joys, like tropical shores, throw over the immensity before them their inborn softness, an odorous wind, and we are lulled by this intoxication without a thought of the horizon that we do not even know.

How badly arranged the world is. What is the purpose of ugliness, suffering, sadness? Why our powerless dreams? Why everything?

Car tout bourgeois, dans l'échauffement de sa jeunesse, ne fût-ce qu'un jour, une minute, s'est cru capable d'immenses passions, de hautes entreprises. Le plus médiocre libertin. a rêvé des sultanes ; chaque notaire porte en soi les débris d'un poète.

Every bourgeois in the ferment of his youth, if only for a day or a minute, has believed himself capable of a grand passion, of a high endeavor. Every run-of-the-mill seducer has dreamed of Eastern queens. Not a lawyer but carries within him the débris of a poet.

Chaque soir, quand sa besogne était finie, il regagnait sa mansarde, et il cherchait dans les livres de quoi justifier ses rêves.

I call on your pride. Remember what you've done, what you dream of doing, and rise up. Great Heavens, consider yourself with more respect!

Rien ne vaut les souvenirs et les illusions de l'adolescence.

The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.

J'ai rêvé la gloire quand j'étais tout enfant, et maintenant je n'ai même plus l'orgueil de la médiocrité.

Ten cuidado con tus sueños: son la sirena de las almas. Ella canta. Nos llama. La seguimos y jamás retornamos.

Ils l'avaient manquée tous les deux, celui qui avait rêvé l'amour, celui qui avait rêvé le pouvoir. Quelle en était la raison ?

As a child I dreamt of love—as a young man of fame—as a man, of the tomb, that last love of those who have no love left.

He remembers with disdain the ignorance of other days, the mediocrity of his dreams. And now those luminous globes he was wont to gaze upon from below are close to him!

BALLOONS – With balloons we will end up going to the moon. We shan't be able to navigate them any time soon.

Perciò rinunciava al flauto, ai sentimenti esaltati, all'immaginazione; poiché ogni borghese, nel calore della gioventù, almeno per un giorno, per un minuto, si è sentito capace d'immense passioni, di grandi imprese. Il più mediocre dei libertini ha sognato sultane; ogni notaio porta in sé i relitti di un poeta.

Then, the anxiety occasioned by her change of state, or perhaps a certain agitation caused by the presence of this man had sufficed to make her believe herself possessed at last of that wonderful passion which hitherto had hovered above her like a great bird of rosy plumage in the splendor of a poetic heaven... But she could hardly persuade herself that the quietness of her present life was the happiness of her dreams.

Elle aurait voulu que ce nom de Bovary, qui était le sien, fût illustre, le voir étalé chez les libraires, répété dans les journaux, connu par toute la France. Mais Charles n'avait point d'ambition

and I gazed at these forms incomprehensible to me, but which revealed the immortal thoughts of the greatest shatterer of dreams who had ever dwelt on earth.

It reveals none of those great catastrophes which we always expect to find behind these acts of despair; but it shows us the slow succession of the little vexations of life, the disintegration of a lonely existence, whose dreams have disappeared; it gives the reason for these tragic ends, which only nervous and highstrung people can understand.

Amilyen mértékben dagadt a teste, lelke egyre költÅ'ibben szárnyalt; s amíg az elhájasodott test a karosszék foglya lett, gondolatai érzelmes kalandokat szövögettek, melyeknek hÅ'snÅ'jévé saját magát tette meg. Voltak kedvenc történetei, amiket álomképeiben mindig felidézett, ahogyan a zenélÅ'doboz is végeszakadatlanul ugyanazt a dalt ismétli, ha felhúzzák.

He seemed to have established in his mind an affinity between the two great passions of his life – pale ale and revolution – and assuredly he could not taste the one without dreaming of the other.