Quotes About Dreams

Michelangelo regarding this subject: "The greater danger is not that our hopes are too high and we fail to reach them, it's that they are too low, and we do.

Thoreau's that indicates if you follow your dreams, "You will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.

the nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.

everyone has a calling to be inspired.

Waking up from a dream of violence is much the same as waking up from a dream of love. You must go on living your life.

But Christine - fear can turn to love. You'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster, this... repulsive carcass who seems a beast but secretly dreams of beauty secretly... secretly. Oh, Christine.

Garden City: Dreams in a Kansas Town

Delirium is a disease of the night.

But oh, this is not the end he had imagined for himself as a kid! or even at thirty. To the adolescent boy, dreaming romantically of the gifted tormented men who had thrown their lives away, suicide had been a glamorous thing, a gallant flinging down of the glove, a refusal to submit, to conform, to endure, a demonstration that the spirit with honor is unwilling to go on except in its own way: almost a gesture debonair.

My interest is in the future because I am going to spend the rest of my life there.

It's best to leap into something you know you love. You might change your mind later, but that is the privilege of youth.

It is also open to that vast and mysterious part of us that we call our unconscious. It pays attention to the messages that we receive daily from the unconscious, such as dreams, struggles and illness.

Dream not...of having tasted all the grandeur & wildness of Fancy, till you have gone mad.

Living in dreams of yesterday, we find ourselves still dreaming of impossible future conquests.

It's the greatest shot of adrenaline to be doing what you have wanted to do so badly. You almost feel like you could fly without a plane.

Those dreams I have at night are going to drive me crazy. Last night I dreamed that little red-haired girl and I were eating lunch together... But she's gone... She's moved away, and I don't know where she lives, and she doesn't know I even exist, and I'll never see her again... And... I wish men cried...

Life at seventeen seemed so clear.

If this is how all our hopes and love and good intentions end, then why not put a bullet through each one of us and call it a day? Why put us here, give us each other, and fill us with dreams and gifts and expressions, only to spill them across the street like cheap paint!

Story is the bandage of the broken. The tapestry upon which we write our lives." "Stories Birth our dreams and feed the one thing that never dies.

In another world,' he said, lowering his voice; I remember... was it not in another world, in a life which was not in thrall to sleep and its phantoms?...

Nobody goes to a zoo to dream about dragons.

One of these days, I'm going to astral project myself up into the skies," he boasted. "I'll be going to the stars and the moon. I want to fly and see what's up there. "I want to go up to the sky," he said, looking at his aunt, "from star to star.

Barack Obama knows that to create an economy built to last, we need to focus on middle-class families. Families who stay up on Sunday nights pacing the floor, like my dad did, while their children, tucked in bed, dream big dreams. Families who aren't sure what Monday morning will bring, but who believe our nation's best days are still ahead.

Memory, all-night's bedside tattoo artist.