Quotes About Dreams

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

I grew up wanting to be a musician, but my parents were sure I would starve to death. So, they put me in physics and chemistry. That eventually blew up, and I got into radio.

Sleep does make us all equal, it seems to me, like his big brother-Death.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses. Out of a misty dream, our path emerges for a while, then closes, within a dream.

Sleep, the type of death, is also, like that which it typifies, restricted to the earth. It flies from hell and is excluded from heaven.

A little poison now and then: that makes for pleasant dreams. And a lot of poison at the end, for a pleasant death.

For next to Death is Sleepe to be compared; Therefore his house is unto his annext: Here Sleepe, ther Richesse, and hel-gate them both betwext.

We term sleep a death by which we may be literally said to die daily; in fine, so like death, I dare not trust it without my prayers.

When I can't sleep, I always wrap something around my neck and close my eyes and imagine myself being strangled to death. Then I can fall asleep--it feels like sinking deep underwater

Baby, this town rips the bones from our back it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap. We got to get out while we're young.

We are people who fantasize too much to begin with. We read too much, we feel too much, we fantasize too much - we want all the wrong things!

I curled myself around these dreams and I began to be happy.

Stars in the night,' he said. 'Something something something something, some delight

I find I must prepare for my death. I don't fear it. Ever since I lost my son I have been weary to my soul, and I think, when it finally comes, it will be a lying down to sleep without fear of dreams, without fear of waking. I am ready to lie down to sleep. I am tired.

I can't believe this is really happening, Caroline said to Wally, both of them wearing their goblin cloaks and hoods. I'm a real actress at last. Do you know where you'll see my name someday? On a tombstone? said Wally. Caroline flashed him a disgusted look. In lights! On Broadway! Someday you and your brothers will go to the movies and see me up there on the screen. If we see you on the screen, we'll ask for our money back, Wally told her.

She would have to ride the nightmare in her sleep. Only that would keep it material, or enable her to dematerialize with it.

The worst type of man behaves as badly in his waking life as some men do in their dreams.

Why does it happen? Why is the pain of every day translated so constantly into our dreams, in the ever-repeated scene of the unlistened-to story?

Vai de cel ce viseaz?: momentul conÅŸtient care însoÅ£eÅŸte trezirea este cea mai grea suferin??. Dar nu ni se întâmpl? des ÅŸi nici visele nu sunt lungi: nu suntem decât niÅŸte animale obosite.

La libertà, l'improbabile, impossibile libertà, così lontana da Auschwitz che solo nei sogni osavamo sperarla, era giunta[...]. Era intorno a noi, ma sotto forma di una spietata pianura deserta. Ci aspettavano altre prove, altre fatiche, altre fami, altri geli, altre paure.

Alas for the dreamer : the moment of consciousness that accompanies the awakening is the acutest of sufferings. But it does not often happen to us, and they are not long dreams. We are only tired beasts.

Ay de quien sueña: el momento de conciencia que acompaña al despertar es el sufrimiento más agudo

For whatever reason, heavy drinking at once intensified and deadened the Dreams. The way they slurred into one another made them seem less immediate, more dreamlike, but the passions that accompanied them . . . They were unbearable at the best of times. With drink they became lunatic with misery. He

I became more and more confused. My brain got so fuzzy, I even began to wonder if I'd ever actually been a boy at all. Maybe I'd really been a bee for my entire life, and I'd just dreamed about being a boy.