Quotes About Dreams

I have consumed more drink than the first one hundred men you will pass on the street or meet in the madhouse. I scratch my belly and dream of the albatross. I have joined the great drunks of the centuries: Li Po, Toulouse-Lautrec, Crane, Faulkner. I have been selected but by whom?

He had been an army officer in Germany and had come to America when he heard that the streets were paved with gold. They weren't, so he became the head of a construction firm.

Hai visto che occhiÈ malato. - È malato di sogni. Siamo tutti malati di sogni. Ecco perchè siamo qui.

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Having grown separately for millennia, the Americas were a boundless sea of novel ideas, dreams, stories, philosophies, religions, moralities, discoveries, and all the other products of the mind. Few things are more sublime or characteristically human than the cross-fertilization of cultures. The simple discovery by Europe of the existence of the Americas caused an intellectual ferment. How much grander would have been the tumult if Indian societies had survived in full splendor! Here

Yeah, well, I wanted to be a screenwriter, and guess what? I am one. That's the other tragedy in life.

We wake out of our dreams and wonder where the blood in our hands came from.

Head full of sorrows, heart full of dreams. How to maintain the latter as life progresses? How not to let the first cancel the second?

She draws a long deep breath and hums a bit of "Sunflower Slow Drag," her fingers twitching to press imaginary keys. Soon she falls asleep.

I think when two people really love each other...way down deep...like where the souls sleep and dreams happen, where pain can't live 'cause there's nothing for it to feed on...then a wedding is a bleeding together of those two souls. Like two rivers running together. All that water becoming the same water. Mine did that.

The only question," Eve mused aloud, "is whether time travel via the dream roads is call by value or call by reference.

Our dreams are luminous, a cast fire upon the world. Morning arrives and that's it. Sunlight darkens the earth.

A friend. A companion. A beautiful, passionate lover to spend the days and nights with. A woman to carry my children, a partner to share the triumphs and failures. A woman I can share my dreams with, and who will share hers with me. A woman who I can comfort and hold in times of need, and who will hold me when I am weak , and sorrowful, and in need of the sort of succor only a wife can give her husband. A woman who I so desperately want to make love to. You, Lucy, you are that woman.

Saskia...my god,Saskia..i`ve dreamed of making love to you so often over the past two years,I´m afraid you will vanish the way you do in my dreams.I´m afraid i`m going to wake up and find you gone again -Domenico Alessandros

I had always dreamed of being a professional escort but never thought that there was any real money in it.

I didn't really spend much time with anyone my own age during high school because I believed my true calling would be representing New Jersey in the U.S. Senate, and if that didn't work out, I could always fall back on becoming an Olympic pole vaulter.

Sleep is my friend and is the only place in this world where I don't get into fights with other people

The funeral was a reminder to look for the youth in a person, rather than their age. To look at their hopes and dreams, and the family they created, and their best moments with that family. To see them when they were filled with hope--not when the rug was pulled out from under them. To remember that death should be a reminder of all the memories of that person at their best, and the best private moments you shared with that person.

I guess there's a lot we hope for that never happens.

Remember that person you wanted to be? There's still time.

The woman of my dreams. The woman of my nightmares. Everything good and bad about my life. The "I do" that "I didn't.

I was sending off my plays almost like an 8-year-old would send letters to Santa Claus. So it was a bit of a miracle when the Blank Theatre Company actually called and selected a terrible little play that I wrote.

I hope I can make more miracles, more dreams come true.

From when I can remember, I wanted to be an actress. I am a die hard fan of dancing and would take my dad's clothes and my mom's clothes and dance in front of the mirror. I loved my dad's clothes, as they had a lot of glitter in them.