Quotes About Dreams

She had to count the years and let them roll by, to grow up and then run as far as she could in the direction of her best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by her own desire to heal.

What's important is that you make the leap. Jump high and hard with intention and heart. Pay no mind to the vision the commission made up. It's up to you to make your life. Take what you have and stack it up like a tower of teetering blocks. Build your dream around that.

Of this I am absolutely sure: Do not reach the era of child-rearing and real jobs with a guitar case full of crushing regret for all the things you wished you'd done in your youth. I know too many people who didn't do those things. They all end up mingy, addled, shrink-wrapped versions of the people they intended to be.

Even if you get the dream, you don't know if it will stay true.

Beryl . . . relieves stress. Diamond guards against envy. Azurite heightens dreams. Garnet improves self esteem. And good old white quartz is an energizer.

Hope springs eternal in the town of dreams...and so does despair and humiliation.

Chetan Bhagat

Chetan Bhagat

Optimists are nostalgic about the future.

E quando o seu bem-querer dormir Tome conta que ele sonhe em paz, Como alguém que lhe apagasse a luz, Vedasse a porta e abrisse o gás.

Winter and spring overlap at the seams— chilly breezes and warm green dreams!

earth dreams of spring in her winter slumbers she dozes on and off — then trembles wide awake a silent green earthquake

Fantasies, visions, hallucinations or whatever we call those irrational powers that illuminate our inner life fascinate me. I'm particularly intrigued by the creative intelligence that scripts our dreams. And I love how this dramatic energy finds its way to the page, into the one form that most precisely defines who we are: story.

Bedtime stories are a doorway to dreams.

They sipped and shared next to a teapot of whistling wishes and steaming dreams.

pour a rainbow from a teapot— drink of happiness and love warmth, calmness, and peace— breathing deep misty dreams

Channels are blocked in the mind, from the day. Lie down in blackness of night, forgotten remnants rush to the mind, or creeping slowly appear in the dreams.

The stars were mingled with my dreams...

Dreams grow like wildflowers in her soul.

In this pocket you will find A teensy, tiny tooth of mine. So while I sleep where dreams are made, Let's see if you can make a trade.

Mornings smell and taste like fresh, raw life; Night reeks of dreams. Afternoons are scentless, save for tea & 3pm regret.

When someone told me that I live in a fantasyland, I nearly fell off my unicorn.

For happy health, fuel yourself with dreams and greens.

The sea was an abstract painting: a band of azure sky above a swatch of indigo water above a ribbon of wet brown sand above a smear of hazel beach... It seemed like the kind of place you might encounter in dreams: too raw and wild to be real, yet somehow familiar at the same time, an ancient impression belonging to my species, imprinted in my genetic code, a knowledge deeper than memory.