Quotes About Dreams

Each of us is a prisoner to some degree of his dream.

There's no such thing as a wasted wish.

I've owned a thousand houses that I've never built, she said. Never had the money to build. Couldn't have used if I had had the money. Never really wanted to build maybe. But I still own the houses.--Karen Holmes in From Here To Eternity

The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside.

It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.

ere the hour of the twattering of bards in the twitterlitter between Druidia and the Deepsleep Sea

What dreams would he have, not seeing. Life a dream for him. Where is the justice being born that way?

The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside. For them the earth is not an exploitable ground but the living mother.

Here's lumbos. Where misties swaddlum, where misches lodge none, where mystries pour kind on, O sleepy! So be yet!

Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?

Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are passing.

A dream of favours, a favourable dream. They know how they believe that they believe that they know. Wherefore they wail.

Dress the pussy for her nighty and follow her piggytails up their way to Winkyland.

his monstrous dreams, peopled by ape-like creatures and by harlots with gleaming jewel eyes..

Žmon?s nežino, kokios pavojingos gali b?ti meil?s dainos. Jud?jimai, kurie pasaulyje sukelia revoliucijas, yra gim? iš sapn? ir vizij? valstie?io širdy, kalno šlaite. Jiems žem? - ne eksploatuojama dirva, o gyva motina.

Poppypap's a passport out

If Dann's dane, Ann's dirty, if he's plane she's purty, if he's fane, she's flirty, with her auburnt streams, and her coy cajoleries, and her dabblin drolleries, for to rouse his rudderup, or to drench his dreams. If hot Hammurabi, or cowld Clesiastes, could espy her pranklings, they'd burst bounds agin, and renounce their ruings, and denounce their doings, for river and iver, and a night. Amin !

And the time of dreaming dreams is over - as lover to lover, sweetheart, I come

Hic cubat edilis. Apud libertinam parvulam.

Somehow sleep allows us to see clearly those very things that are obscured by the light of day.

I returned to New Orleans and my problems with pari-mutuel windows and a dark-haired, milk-skinned wife from Martinique who went home with men from the Garden District while I was passed out in a houseboat on Lake Pontchartrain, the downdraft of U.S. Army helicopters flattening a plain of elephant grass in my dreams.

Shakespeare said that all power lies in the world of dreams, and I believe him.

All our dreams and hopes become as naught, and evil men are allowed to hang their lanterns on our tombstones. What greater folly is there?

Women are the perfect creation. I don't care who hears that. Even before I hit puberty, they lived nightly in my dreams, and I have the feeling they'll live with me in the grave.