Quotes About Dreams

Quan els teus somnis siguin d'un món que no existirà mai i et tornis a sentir feliç, serà que t'has rendit.

And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you?

He thought perhaps if he dreamt of him enough he'd go away forever and be dead among his kind

Quando sognerai di un mondo che non è mai esistito o di uno che non esisterà mai e in cui sei di nuovo felice, vorrà dire che ti sei arreso. Capisci? E tu non ti puoi arrendere. Io non te lo permetterò.

the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.

He mistrusted all of that. He said the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and of death.

The more naive your life the more frightening your dreams. Your unconscious will keep trying to wake you.

What. When your dreams are of some world that never was or of some world that never will be and you are happy again then you will have given up.

Di tutto ciò che è uscito dalle sordide gole degli anziani, dai vecchi libri ammuffiti, non ho salvato una parola. Ho sognato che camminavo con mio nonno sulla riva di un lago scuro e i discorsi del vecchio erano pieni di incertezza. Ho visto come tutto ciò che è finto si stacca dai morti.

You would give up your dreams in order to escape your nightmares and I would not. I think it's a bad bargain.

But have you not met people in your dreams you never saw before? In dreams or out? Sure. And who were they? I dont know. Dream people.

What is wrong with story is that it is not a true story. Men have in their minds a picture of how the world will be. How they will be in that world. The world may be many different ways for them but there is one world that will never be and that is the world they dream of.

They have a long life, dreams. I have dreams now which I had as a young girl. They have an odd durability for something not quite real. Do you think they mean anything? She looked surprised. Oh yes, she said. Dont you? Well. I dont know. They're in your head. She smiled again. I suppose I dont consider that to be the condemnation you do.

Recurrences of dreams he'd had in the mountains came and went and the second night he woke from uneasy sleep and lay in the world alone.

It's certainly possible that the imaginary is best. Like a painting of some idyllic landscape. The place you would most like to be. That you never will.

It just sounds like superstition to me. And what is that? Superstition? Yes. Well. I guess it's when you believe in things that dont exist. Such as tomorrow? Or yesterday? Such as the dreams of somebody you dreamt. Yesterday was here and tomorrow's comin.

When even the bones is gone in the desert the dreams is talk to you, you dont wake up forever.

Men have in their minds a picture of how the world will be. How they will be in that world. The world may be many dierent ways for them but there is one world that will never be and that is the world they dream of.

In their recollections dreams and life acquire an oddly merging egality.

Cornelia Funke

Nothing chased nightmares away faster than the rustle of printed paper.

He wants to be grown-up. How different dreams can be! Nature will soon grant your wish.

For the hundredth time, she closed her eyes so she could see another room in her mind's eye, one with a curtain full of stars, and a mattress surrounded by books that whispered their stories to her at night. – Pg. 235

He looked so glorious. Just like the knights I had dreamed about when I was six years old, whacking at brambles iin our garden, imagining I was fighting dragons and giants with a sword that made me invincible and wearing armor that protected me from all the things that frightened me - older kids, dogs, a storm in the knight, or my little sister's questions about when our father would be coming back.