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Quotes About Dreams

dropped peacefully into sleep, to dream of kilted Highland men, and the sound of soft-spoken Scots, burring round a fire like the sound of bees in the heather.
~ Diana Gabaldon
that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with his and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing. A
~ Diana Gabaldon
He could imagine himself some demon of the air, taking wing to haunt the dreams of a man, seize upon a sleeping body and ride it—could he fly as far as England? he wondered. Was the night long enough?
~ Diana Gabaldon
Some nights, he even slept.
~ Diana Gabaldon
I had turned the earth in my garden the day before, planting the winter seeds to sleep and swell, to dream their buried birth. Now is the time when we reenter the womb of the world, dreaming the dreams of snow and silence.
~ Diana Gabaldon
had noticed before that to sleep, actually sleep with someone did give this sense of intimacy, as though your dreams had flowed out of you to mingle with his and fold you both in a blanket of unconscious knowing. A throwback of some kind, I thought. In older, more primitive times (like these? asked another part of my mind), it was an act of trust to sleep in the presence of another person. If the trust was mutual, simple sleep could bring you closer together than the joining of bodies.
~ Diana Gabaldon
IN THE LIGHT OF eternity, time casts no shadow. Your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions. But what is it that the old women see? We see necessity, and we do the things that must be done. Young women don't see—they are, and the spring of life runs through them.
~ Diana Gabaldon
What I wonder about the dreams is—all the new inventions people think up—how many of those things are made by people like me—like us? How many "inventions" are really memories, of the things we once knew? And—how many of us are there?
~ Diana Gabaldon
What is it, love? I whispered. Jamie, I do love you. I know it, he said quietly. I do know it, my own. Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there's no so much I can be saying to ye while ye wake, but the same poor words, again and again. While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them. Go back to sleep, mo duinne.
~ Diana Gabaldon
Let me tell ye in your sleep how much I love you. For there's no so much I can be saying to ye while ye wake, but the same poor words, again and again. While ye sleep in my arms, I can say things to ye that would be daft and silly waking, and your dreams will know the truth of them. Go
~ Diana Gabaldon
As the world turns toward winter and the nights grow long, people begin to wake in the dark. Lying in bed too long cramps the limbs, and dreams dreamt too long turn inward on themselves, grotesque as a Mandarin's fingernails. By and large, the human body isn't adapted for more than seven or eight hours' sleep—but what happens when the nights are longer than that?
~ Diana Gabaldon
He had them often, in varying forms, and it always unsettled him the day after, as though for a moment Claire had really been near enough to touch, and then had drawn away again.
~ Diana Gabaldon
The memory of that sort of wish--the bone-deep need to have contact of any sort, a longing that harrowed the soul, a hollowness that could not be filled--struck me so hard that I couldn't speak. Jamie had haunted me--in spite of all my efforts to immerse myself in the life I had. Would I have found the strength to come back, if he hadn't remained as a constant presence in my heart, in my dreams?
~ Diana Gabaldon
And below, the notebook filled with fine cursive script, laying out in strict order conclusion and delusion, mingling myth and science, drawing from learned men and legends, all of it based on the power of dreams. To any casual observer, it could be either a muddle of half-thought-out nonsense or, at best, the outline for a clever-silly novel. Only to me did it have the look of a careful, deliberate plan. In
~ Diana Gabaldon
My mother never once asked me to stay at home, because she knew acting was something I really wanted to do. She was great.
~ Adrian Dunbar
I didn't have any aspirations to be famous at all.
~ Chris Rea
I started to shortcircuit because I had high aspirations for the film. I never told anybody that.
~ Mickey Rourke
Of course I have aspirations and ambitions to play for my country.
~ Ashley Young
I'm the product of my parents' dreams and aspirations.
~ Jensen Huang
I have no Hollywood aspirations.
~ Ranvir Shorey
I didn't have any aspirations of becoming a singer.
~ Michel'le
I believe that all people aspire to be free.
~ Marine Le Pen
I have grown up watching Aditya Chopra and Karan Johar movies. Naturally, I aspire to be a part of their kind of cinema.
~ Kartik Aaryan
I know when I was 9 and 10, I was watching films way beyond that age group, and it's what kids aspire to.
~ Gareth Edwards