Quotes About Dreams

All our dreams begin in youth.

Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.

Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time, so seems it as if the flowers, in musing modesty, await the mantling eventide ere they give themselves up wholly to feeling, and breathe forth their sweetest odours. Flow forth, ye perfumes of my heart, and seek beyond these mountains the dear one of my dreams!

I wept in my dreams. I dreamed you lay in the grave; I awoke, and the tears still poured down my cheeks. I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you had left me; I awoke and I went on weeping long and bitterly. I wept in my dreams, I dreamed you were still kind to me; I awoke, and still the flow of my tears streams on.

A pine tree standeth lonely In the North on an upland bare; It standeth whitely shrouded With snow, and sleepeth there. It dreameth of a Palm tree Which far in the East alone, In the mournful silence standeth On its ridge of burning stone.

It must be quite hard when you're a parent and you find out that your children's dreams are nothing like the dreams you've had for them.

I wished to trust, and so I trusted. When events did not please me, my dreams reworked them.

The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight, but has no vision.

The most pathetic person in the world is some one who has sight but no vision.

Literature is my Utopia

always meant to run away someday.

Last summer I spent almost an hour blowing dandelions off their stems towards him, so that he had a chance to wish for everything he wanted.

I drew a chair up beside her and sang. All I do is dream of you the whole night through . . . It was a horrible rendition, and I quite enjoyed attempting it, setting the notes free from the song as each one went farther and farther astray.

White-flowered shrubs thickened around her and so did sleep; it directed her limbs. Lie down now, sleep said sweetly. Lie down. These are the secret hours of the day, the time that owls and bats take to themselves. The stars change places now; let them. You lie down.

I don't set too much store by dreams, but it's probably unwise to ignore this kind. These are the kind of dreams that show you you're not doing so well, that you haven't accepted what you thought you'd accepted, that you're a mess, lying there like you've been hit by a bus, your heart and mind standing over you tutting and trying to figure out what even happened, never mind fixing it.

In dreaming we travel to a place where all is forgiven.

We packed whole lives into bundles in search of what chooses us, what wants to come back to the surface, what needs to be said. We had so many dreams we didn't know what to make of them.

I hummed love songs, silent love songs the words of which I've forgotten, sang to myself for nights on end, never tiring of praising my love in song, it was just as it ought to be and I dreamed the whole of Germany had exploded and just we two were lying, buried alive, somewhere in the last warmth of ashes, the air was used up and I gave her my last breath in one long kiss—that kind of stuff, I take nothing of it back, it was right and it was marvelous.

Dreams are excursions into the limbo of things, a semi-deliverance from the human prison.

J'ai rêvé de ce que j'oublie, Je vis de ce qu'on m'a laissé.

Essaie de ne jamais oublier les rêves. La vie, les gens, tous essaieront de t'empêcher d'être libre. La liberté, c'est un boulot de tous les jours. Un boulot à plein temps.

At the age of eight, I still dreamed of being granted plant status.

I have never felt any inward assurance of genius, or any presentiment of glory or of happiness. I have never seen myself in imagination great or famous, or even a husband, a father, an influential citizen. This indifference to the future, this absolute self-distrust, are, no doubt, to be taken as signs. What dreams I have are all vague and indefinite; I ought not to live, for I am now scarcely capable of living.

Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build, too.