Quotes About Dream

was building up in me a dream which the entire educational system of the South had been rigged to stifle. I was feeling the very thing that the state of Mississippi had spent millions

remember that men can starve from a lack of self-realization as much as they can from a lack of bread! And they can murder for it, too! Did we not build a nation, did we not wage war and conquer in the name of a dream to realize our personalities and to make those realized personalities secure!

Yet he saw and felt but one life, and that one life was more than a sleep, a dream; life was all he had

imperial dream of a feudal age that made men enslave others.

Is that me?,' Leo said. 'Like me--having this dream--looking at me having a dream?

It almost made me long for the flying pig. --Percy

Curled up at the base of the scales, fast asleep, was the oddest monster I'd seen yet. It had the head of crocodile with a lion's mane. The front half of its body was a lion, but the back end was sleek, brown, and fat - a hippo, I decided. The odd bit was, the animal was tiny - I mean, no larger than an average poodle, which I suppose made him a hippodoodle.

How do you tell a dream from a nightmare? If it involves a book burning , it's probably a nightmare.

I couldn't help thinking about my dream, with Annabeth crumpled and lifeless in Luke's arms. Here I was rescuing baby monsters, but I couldn't save my friend.

I started to dream, which was weird not only because I was dead, but because I never dream. People have tried to argue with me about that. They say everybody dreams and I just don't remember mine. But, I'm telling you, I always slept like the dead. Until I was dead. Then I dreamed like a normal person.

I'm a cat. I respect the sanctity of sleep.

WHEN SHE RECOUNTED her dream for Percy, the ship's toilets exploded.

I had a dream this morning too, and you were in it, he said. I don't remember what it was about, exactly, but when I woke up I looked at the clock and it was exactly six thirty-two. I felt an eerie tingle all down my back and froze with my spoon halfway to my mouth. Really? He smirked and popped the cookie into his mouth. No

So let me get this straight, he said. After everything that's happened on this campus-the murder, the stalking, the kidnapping-you want to go up into the woods-by yourself, in the middle of the night, based on something a ghost in a dream told you-and dig a hole? Well when he put it that way...

one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul

Edna began to feel like one who awakens gradually out of a dream, a delicious, grotesque, impossible dream, to feel again the realities pressing into her soul. The physical need for sleep began to overtake her; the exuberance which had sustained and exalted her spirit left her helpless and yielding to the conditions which crowded her in.

I wonder if any night on earth will be like this one. It is like a night in a dream. The people about me are like some uncanny, half-human beings. There must be spirits abroad tonight.

Perhaps this is a dream, said Madam La Vaughn from her chair. Perhaps the whole thing has been nothing but a dream.

If only I had wings, he thought, I could fly to her.

know to be a safe port in a storm?" Flora suddenly remembered her dream, how warm William Spiver's hand had felt in her own. She blushed. Whom did she trust? Good grief, she trusted William Spiver.

In my dream, you are standing in front of the vending machine from the Good Night, Sleep Tight, and you are smiling at me, using all of your teeth. You say, Select anything you want', darling. Provisions have been made. Provisions have been made. I am so happy when you show up in my dream and say those words to me.

She knew that doting on the dream made the pain worse, but she could not stop herself.

In the months to come, I would look back on this time in my life almost as a kind of out-of-body travel, from which I had returned with nothing but a sense memory of having been somewhere inexpressibly exciting and far away. It wasn't like a dream, exactly, although it had a dream's strange internal logic. It was like looking through the window of an airplane at night, the way the city below appears so near, yet untouchable beyond the glass--a network of lights, flames, stars.

I see a land bright and clear And the time's coming near When we'll live in this land You and me, hand in hand.