Quotes About Dream

That's how New York looked: like a gorgeous, easy thing to have, even for me.

And it struck him that this was New York: a place that glittered from a distance even when you reached it.

Dexter liked the Irish, was drawn to them, although time and again they had proved untrustworthy. It wasn't duplicity so much as a constitutional weakness that might have been the booze or might have been what drove them to it. You wanted a mick to help you dream up schemes, but in the end you needed a wop or a Jew or a Polack to bring them off.

I just knew that was what I wanted to do. I was going to perform as a singer I was going to perform as a dancer, and I was, you know, going to do movies and be an actress. I was going to do it or die trying. That's what my life was.

So," I said climbing to my feet and changing the subject ASAP, "I had a dream last night someone tried to burn me alive, and I'm not entirely sure it was a dream." Devon stiffened. Chase's pupils pulsed. Subject successfully changed. "Now who's ready to eat?

Reizen,' flapte ik eruit. 'Ik heb altijd al willen reizen.

How can you dream if you don't have a soul?

Before I die I want to __________.

This is my secret---that any moment I might fly away.

The vision that had emerged from the invisible was returning to the invisible. It was no more an appearance that was fading away, having created an illusion. All is but a dream. And, at the peak of happiness, Angélique had vanished, in the faint breath of a kiss.

Hélène, her eyes once more raised and remote, was deep in a dream. She was Lady Rowena, she was in love, with the deep peaceful passion of a noble soul. This spring morning, the loveliness of the great city, the first wallflowers scenting her lap, had little by little melted her heart.

La nuit, je m'éveille, serrant le vide, serrant ton rêve.

But the hearts that once adored me Have long forgot their vow And the friends that mustered round me Have all forsaken now 'Twas in a dream revealed to me But not a dreamt of sleep A dream of watchful agony Of grief that would not weep Now do not harshly turn away

I dream of moon and misty hill Where evening gathers, dark and chill

Let me not mar that perfect dream By an auroral stain, But so adjust my daily night That it will come again.

Affection is like bread, unnoticed till we starve, and then we dream of it, and sing of it, and paint it.

And then to dwell in sovereign barns, And dream the days away,— The grass so little has to do, I wish I were the hay!

Perché nasca una prateria, bastano un trifoglio, un'ape e un sogno. E se non ci sono le api e il trifoglio, può bastare anche il sogno.

It burned me in the night, It blistered in my dream;

It is too difficult a Grace- To justify the Dream-

I know that the problem isn't the dream per se. It was the way I felt afterward, once awake.

He was a symbol of independence and possibility. The ultimate fantasy.

Frannie was watching some elves growing toadstools. As fast as the toadstool grew, an elf laid a cloth on it and put glasses of lemonade and tiny cakes there. It was all like a strange dream. 'Oh, I am glad we came!' said Beth, in delight. 'Who would have thought that the Enchanted Wood would be like this at night?' They

Sin haber sido un sueño tu vida es un campo perfecto para el estudio in situ de la irrealidad