Dreaming Quotes

“These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Collected Works of Rabindranath Tagore

“The world’s crawling with stupid, innocent girls, and I’m just one of them, self-consciously chasing after dreams that will never come true.”
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

“In life we don't always get what we want; hopes and dreams get washed away so easily, hearts are broken, chances are missed, and we always seem to end up right back where we started.”
― Rebecah McManus, Colliding Worlds

“You must learn to control your dreams or your dreams will forever control you.”
― Wayne Gerard Trotman, Veterans of the Psychic Wars

“Sometimes, as Eve was born from one of Adam’s ribs, a woman was born during my sleep from a cramped position of my thigh. Formed from the pleasure I was on the point of enjoying, she, I imagined, was the one offering it to me. My body, which felt in hers my own warmth, would try to find itself inside her, I would wake up. The rest of humanity seemed very remote compared to this woman I had left scarcely a few moments before; my cheek was still warm from her kiss, my body aching from the weight of hers. If, as sometimes happens, she had the features of a woman I had known in life, I would devote myself entirely to this end: to finding her again, like those who go off on a journey to see a longed-for city with their own eyes and imagine that one can enjoy in reality the charm of a dream. Little by little, the memory of her would fade, I had forgotten the girl of my dream.”
― Marcel Proust, Du côté de chez Swann

“Is that actually you or am I dreaming again?”
― Ella Fox, Broken Hart

“You’re afraid of imagination. And even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the responsibility that begins in dreams. But you have to sleep, and dreams are a part of sleep. When you’re awake you can suppress imagination. But you can’t suppress dreams.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“When I awake thinking of dreams I slept on, I often wonder, if the dreams ever wake up thinking of me?”
― Anthony Liccione

“Life is a game, you live so you play. Follow your dreams and win what your happy heart desires.”
― Roel van Sleeuwen

“لم تكن أنت، لم أكن أنا...
في عالمٍ غير العالم،
قبل أن تتردَّد أنت،
وقبل أن أستيقظ أنا...”
― إيناس حليم, أحبني لتعرف من أنا

“A shepherd may like to travel, but he should never forget his sheep.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist

“In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again. What was she seeking to salvage from the daily current of living, what sudden revulsions drove her back into the solitary cell of the dream?”
― Anaïs Nin, Children of the Albatross

“I have at least the whole of my life to answer a question: Who am I? And who is the other? A gust of wind at dawn? A motionless landscape? A trembling leaf? A coil of white smoke above a mountain? I write all these words and I hear the wind, not outside, but inside my head. A strong wind, it rattles the shutters through which I enter the dream.”
― Tahar Ben Jelloun, The Sand Child

“Groping blindly in the darkness, he sank between the white mounds of cool feathers and slept as he fell, across the bed or with his head downward, pushing deep into the softness of the pillows, as if in sleep he wanted to drill through, to explore completely, that powerful massif of feather bedding rising out of the night.”
― Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles

“What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?”
― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

“Asleep you can experience many hours whilst only a few waking moments have passed. This is why dreams are an ideal platform for training.”
― Wayne Gerard Trotman, Veterans of the Psychic Wars

“you simply couldn't guard yourself against dreams. they attacked late at night when a person was at the most vulnerable.”
― Kate O'Riordan, The angel in the house

“Mai tii minte cat visai? Mai visezi?”
― Giovanni Arpino, Il buio e il miele

“A man who sits under a tree and dreams makes more journey than a man who goes around the world without dreaming!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“I'm dreaming of a month of Sundays.”
― Steven Herrick

“Just because you don’t know how on Earth something might be achieved doesn’t mean you shouldn’t allow yourself to really, really want it. That’s the essence of a dream, the realms of magic and of miracles.”
― Silvia Hartmann

“when you shoot for the stars, you can't ever look back.”
― Brittany Perloff, Starting Over

“...in my wildest, most indulgent dreams, we only hear about sexual assault & abuse in history books.”
― Lisa Factora-Borchers, Dear Sister: Letters From Survivors of Sexual Violence

“and dreaming is very pleasant as long as you are not forced to put your dreams into practice. That way, we avoid all the risks, frustrations and difficulties, and when we are old, we can always blame other people-preferably our parents, our spouses or our children-for our failure to realize our dreams.”
― Paulo Coelho

“WRITER'S NIGHTMARE"

"I felt a grip on my arm that shook my body, forcefully pulling me toward a tunnel of darkness.   The threat of consciousness stole my steady breath. For a moment I believed myself to be under siege; ripped from the sky in mid flight, my wings useless against the monstrous claws shredding my reality. I struggled to remain, to be left alone, aloft.  Reaching with wings that through the power of imagination were suddenly feathered arms, I grabbed at the air.  My hands clutched at something solid.  Wooden.  A desk.  My head spun as I held the furniture, suffering the illusion of falling.  

"I was flying," I gasped, realizing suddenly that it had all been a dream. "My best fantasy ever."

Lifting my head from its resting spot on the writing desk, I worked mentally to secure the fading images, hoping to capture their essence to memory before they faded away forever.  Bitterness tainted my heart against the hand that had jerked me into sensibility.  Why was I always so callously awakened while doing my best work?  Why not let me dream?”
― Richelle E. Goodrich

“Înţelege tot. Eu îl insult şi el mă urăşte. Sau invers" rîdea el.”
― Giovanni Arpino, Il buio e il miele

“My cough is much worse at night and often prevents me from sleeping. It is not so much the daytime tiredness that I resent, but the inability to proceed uninter- rupted with my dreams, to run and play with my fancies, and, at last, in the early hours of the morning, to be visited with visions like a holy madman. The dreamer is like a Delian diver, fishing for pearls from the depths of our inner sea of knowledge; and I must have solved, or rather resolved, many more problems in my sleep than in my conscious hours.”
― Neel Burton, Plato: Letters to my Son

“...if it was scandalous for girls in the 1960s to wear pants to school, what else will we look back on & shake our heads at? What else can't we see in the future? And at that, what else can we dream up?”
― Lisa Factora-Borchers, Dear Sister: Letters From Survivors of Sexual Violence

“Dreaming is good. But working to make those dreams come true is even better.”
― Joel L.

“I'm far from the world and I see it like a brightly lit ball in the distance. The sky behind it is mostly gray. It starts in silence, but I can see the people. Everyone is in a hurry. They're racing around the globe. They each hold a thread, like a bit of string, and it unravels, covering the planet. The buzzing starts. The buzzing gets faster and louder. They're all racing to one spot on the earth. I'm outside of it and I can see everything. I can see every person in the world racing to a single spot on the earth. The buzzing is all I can hear. It gets so I can't take it. Then I wake up.”
― Erica Lorraine Scheidt, Uses for Boys