Quotes About Dream

Desire is only a thought, an impulse. It is nebulous and ephemeral.

all these considerations disappear because you have your mind on much bigger and better things.

I have gotten closer to my dream life thanks

I have gotten closer to my dream life thanks to the

I can't help what I dream.

Success presented itself as an impossibility, and the hope of it as a wild hallucination.

Man's best-directed effort accomplishes a kind of dream, while God is the sole worker of realities.

Let's all forsake, The Land of Wake, And break for the Land of Nod. Where we can try, To touch the sky, Or dance beneath the sod. A toll for the living, A toll for the lost, A toll for the wise ones, Who tally the cost, So let's escape, Due south of Wake, And make for the Land of Nod.

No, says Ariana. It was a dream. Reality got in the way, that's all.

Everything feels right with the world, and the sad thing is that I know it's a dream. I know it must soon end, and when it does I will be thrust awake into a place where either I'm broken, or the world is broken.

Although we all have what we need, we're still allowed to strive for the things we want.

It was a dream. Reality got in the way, that's all. And running away doesn't solve anything

Dans ce trou noir ou lumineux vit la vie, rêve la vie, souffre la vie.

A room like a dream, a room truly spiritual, whose stagnant atmosphere is lightly tinted with pink and blue. It's a thing of the dusk, something bluish, pinkish; a sensual dream during an eclipse.

N'es-tu pas l'oasis où je rêve, et la gourde Où je hume à long traits le vin du souvenir ?

Passion sits on the skull Of Humanity, And this infidel enthroned Laughs shamelessly, And gaily blows round bubbles That will fly, As if to join with worlds Deep in the sky. Rising on high, the frail Luminous globe, Shatters and bursts its slim soul Like a dream of gold. I hear at each bubble, the skull Moan and contend: 'This vicious, ridiculous game, When will it end? What you are blowing away Again and again, You murderous fiend, is my body My blood and my brain!

Swan-white of heart; I smile not ever neither do I weep. I am as lovely as a dream in stone.

Pour un de ces regards charmants, baume divin, Des plaisirs plus obscurs je lèverai les voiles, Et je t'endormirai dans un rêve sans fin !

The mental Heaven's inaccessible blue, For wearied mortals that still dream and mourn, Expands and sinks; towards the chasm drawn.

Bella soy, ¡oh, mortales!, como un sueño de piedra, y mi seno, que a todos por turno a torturado, fue hecho para inspirar al poeta un amor tal como mi materia, inmortal y callado

RzucÄ™ ten Å›wiat bez ?alu, bom zawsze go winiÅ' Za to, ?e czyn marzeniu braterstwa zaprzecza. Obym mógÅ' u?y? miecza i zgin?? od miecza! Piotr zaparÅ' siÄ™ Jezusa... i dobrze uczyniÅ'! — Certes, je sortirai, quant à moi, satisfait D'un monde où l'action n'est pas la soeur du rêve; Puissé-je user du glaive et périr par le glaive! Saint Pierre a renié Jésus... il a bien fait!

Quel est celui de nous qui n'a pas, dans ses jours d'ambition, rêvé le miracle d'une prose poétique, musicale sans rythme et sans rime, assez souple et assez heurtée pour s'adapter aux mouvements lyriques de l'âme, aux ondulations de la rêverie, aux soubresauts de la conscience  ?

Once in a dream I saw a snake swallowing its own tail, it swallowed and swallowed until it got halfway round, and there it stopped and there it stayed, it was stuffed with its own self. Some fix, that. We only have ourselves to go on, and it's enough…

He's sick on the dream. We're all sick on the dream, that's why we're out here.