Quotes About Dreams

They're in their own world, where good things happen, a quarter mile and a million light years away.

Making It in Hollywood is the most disgusting phrase in the English language. It's more disturbing than prolific serial killer and rare terminal illness.

Over the years I've come to think of memories as tiny living things, microorganisms that swim through the brain until they've found the right compartment in which to settle down and rest. If the compartment isn't available, if there's no proper label for the memory, it takes up residence somewhere else, gets lodged in a corner and gnaws at you periodically, cropping up at odd times, or in dreams.

If I could have been a cowgirl, I might have never written a word.

Imagine that your child is born with wings.

It's not the content of out dreams that gives our second heart its dark color; it's the thoughts that go through our heads in those wakeful moments when sleep won't come. And those are the things we never tell anyone at all.

I lie on my bed and slip into a troubled, bereft sleep full of falling women and the barking of dogs always out of sight.

It's not the content of our dreams that gives our second heart its dark color; it's the thoughts that go through our heads in those wakeful moments when sleep won't come. And those are the things we never tell anyone at all.

It's gratifying to know that you've appeared in someone else's dreams. It's proof that you exist, in a way, proof that you have substance and value outside the walls of your own mind.

And sitting here now, with all of Lexy's dreams in my lap, I realize there are things about her I will never know. It's not the content of our dreams that gives our second heart its dark color; it's the thoughts that go through our heads in those wakeful moments when sleep won't come. And those are the things we never tell anyone at all.

It is not the content of our dreams that gives our second heart is dark color: it's the thoughts that go through our heads in those wakeful moments when sleep won't come. And those are the things we never tell anyone at all.

Finally, it was the city that held us, the city they said had no center, that all of us had come to from all over America because this was the place to find dreams and pleasure and love. I noticed--looking at headlines--that some cities emptied and some didn't. Ours didn't, not completely.

Go and you will see that nothing is as wonderful as our dreams can make it

There's a line I have that our family was designed more for public than for private. But there are definitely some things that are only mine. I am someone who dreams at night, and you don't know what I'm dreaming.

Hope is a crazy thing. It will make you believe.

All of us gave it all we've got, overcame a whole lot just being on the show and learned a lot about ourselves. We're just normal people trying to do what we love and follow our dreams.

Thank God even crazy dreams come true

Maybe it's the stardust in my head.

We are homesick most for the places we have never known.

The people dreamed and fought and slept as much as ever. And by habit they shortened their thoughts so that they would not wander out into the darkness beyond tomorrow.

Their eyes persecuted him everywhere, eventually following him all the way into the darkness around his bed and into his dreams, like a madness that threatened to overpower him.

Though the pictured face was floridly coloured, you suspected pallor; a mind lightly balanced, and liable to snap from sheer weight of dreams.

Oh, Jerry, don't ask for the moon. We have the stars.

The next morning, Mailer crisscrossed Commercial Street looking for the young witches who had plagued his dreams, but they were nowhere to be found. He met Evelyn Lawson for coffee at Adams Pharmacy, where she updated him on her book about the Costa case. "I'm