Quotes About Dreams

Every manager dreams of managing Manchester United.

For me it was massive there was interest from Manchester United. To sign for such a club was important to me in my football career.

I want to make it at Manchester United.

I watched a lot of games in the Theatre of Dreams and of Manchester United on television.

When I was in high school watching college games, I was like 'I can't wait to get to March Madness.'

I was thinking as a little girl growing up that I would be there. When I look at whether we can go to Mars, it's definitely something we can do.

I'd love to work with Bruno Mars and Ryan Tedder.

I could cut a star out of paper and drop it.

You've probably all had those kinds of dreams that are like usual life, except that a lot of things are not the same, and you seem to know the future in them. Well, this is because these other worlds where two things can happen spread out from our world like rainbows, and sort of flow into one another-

And, suddenly, as if her head cleared, she was quite sure that wonderful things did indeed exist. Even if they're only in my own mind, she thought, they're there and worth fighting for.

How I long to hold your face like a bouquet and inhale the mysterious scent of your dreams when the summer grass is green as a dye.

I build your robust image, knowing nothing of the woman   whose heart you rent, if your conscience scolds, or regret bites,   the frets, the dreams you dream awake, the sirens that rouse you in the night.

And slept peacefully.

She thought she would do something with them someday, although she could not have said what and in fact she never did.

The events of six months ago seemed very distant now, for on a summer day winter always seems like something you have dreamt or heard spoken of and not a thing you have lived.

when the moon hours lengthen, human beings come adrift from the regularity of their mechanical clocks. They nod at noon, dream in waking hours, open their eyes wide to the pitch-black night. It is a time of magic. And as the borders between night and day stretch to their thinnest, so too do the borders between worlds. Dreams and stories merge with lived experience, the dead and the living brush against each other in their comings and goings, the past and the present touch and overlap.

So tell me about yourself. What are your favourite books? What do you dream about? Whom do you love?

Back at the Swan, the cat was asleep, curled against the chimney breast, which still exhaled a gentle warmth. Its eyelids flickered with the images of cat dreams that would be even more perplexing to us than the stories our human brains concoct nocturnally. Its ear twitched and the dream faded instantly.

We cannot know what entering sleep feels like, for by the time it is complete the ability to register it to memory is lost. But we all know the gently plummeting feeling that precedes falling asleep and gives it its name.

I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life, so I am curbing myself.

Years after I'd seen him for the last time I found myself thinking of him unexpectedly and often. You know how certain places grow powerful in the mind with passing time. In those early morning dreams when I come back to bed after a sleepy pee and fall quickly into the narrow end of the night, there is one set of streets I keep returning to, one dim mist of railroad rooms and certain figures reappear, borderline ghosts.

Think of the great poetry, the music and dance and ritual that spring forth from our aspiring to a life beyond death. Maybe these things are justification enough for our hopes and dreams, although I wouldn't say that to a dying man.

Sometimes it takes an entire morning to outlive a dream, to outwake a dream.

If there is a secular equivalent of standing in a great spired Cathedral with marble pillars and streams of mystic light slanting through two-tier Gothic windows, it would be watching children in their little bedrooms fast asleep. Girls especially.