Quotes About Dreams

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.

We view our atomic arsenal as proudly and as devotedly as any pioneer ever viewed his flintlock hanging over the mantel as his children slept, and dreamed.

Thanks to April," she whispered, "you have the wedding you've dreamed about ever since you were a little girl." Dean's boom of laughter was one more reason she loved this man with all her heart.

His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. "Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.

She was all the dreams he'd lost at dawn-- dreams of everything he hadn't understood he needed until now. She was his playmate, his confidante, the lover who made his blood rush. She was the mother of his children and the companion of his old age. She was the joy of his heart.

From the very beginning, Annabelle had made him happy, but he'd been so focused in the wrong direction that he hadn't understood what that meant. Annabelle wasn't the woman of his dreams. Far from it. His dreams had been the product of insecurity, immaturity, and misdirected ambition. No, Annabelle was the woman of his future…the woman of his happiness.

It was a kiss made in lonely dreams. A kiss that took its time. A kiss that felt so right she couldn't remember all the reasons it was wrong.

Feathers... drift on the water like dreams.

Ah, dreams which even thoughts must not touch - so wonderful and sacred they were.

The beauty of sleep is the way the world around you disappears.

It is funny how time goes so slow one day, sometimes for a whole season or a whole year, and then it's like a fast-forward button is pressed, and where did time go? How could you move no closer to the life you dreamed for yourself?

All men dream, all men have a dream, all men want a dream.... I have none, What shall I put in its stead? I do not know.Melancholy is my only companion, and she does not dream either.

WHEN I WAS LITTLE, I was so girlie and ambitious, I was practically a drag queen. I wanted to be everything at once: a prima ballerina, an actress, a model, a famous artist, a nurse, an Ice Capades dancer, and Batgirl. I spent inordinate amounts of time waltzing around our living room with a doily on my head, imagining in great detail my promenade down the runway as the new Miss America, during which time I would also happen to receive a Nobel Prize for coloring.

Sometimes she wasn't even sure she existed and could not have said what her truest feelings were, or indeed where she ended or began. The girl felt she had no proper shape, no sides as it were, and she dreamed of being more fixed, more clever, of winning the admiration of brilliant unknown people. In the future, when she grew up, her life would be as beautiful as a book, peopled by interesting and fascinating things, sweeter than music or love. -- Susan Johnson, The Broken Book

I had reached up and pulled the castle of dreams down around him.

You don't have to be in your later quarter of life to benefit from a future time perspective. Unplugging yourself from the present and projecting your dreams into the future can help you reach fulfillment at any age.

But what if God wasn't behind us, but in front of us, in front of our dreams...making a way for them not because we deserve it...but because He just delights in us?

Most of us don't have nightmares that come to life and try to kill us.

Lord, I know You're the only one who can make my dreams come true." Mona forced herself to surrender the next words. "I give You this dream, and all others, right now into Your hands for You to handle however You see fit.

Mona, God isn't the great saboteur of dreams. He doesn't give us a dream just to make it fail. He puts that dream inside us for a reason, and He wants to help make it happen.

Listen, the character of God is full of mercy—not giving us what we do deserve—and grace—giving us what we don't deserve. You say you don't deserve God's help, but by your very words, you prove He isn't trying to destroy your dreams. Ask God for help. If you don't think you deserve it, then perhaps that is exactly what God wants to delight you with, to show how much He loves you.

He's the author of dreams. And He's not a trickster. He doesn't give us a dream only to yank it away and laugh.

There were a thousand words for dreams realized and only one common whimper for hopes interrupted.

what you can still dream about is often sweeter than the reality.