Walking down the path of dreams, inner-self and listening to your heart are all different names given to your hidden scripts.
Santosh KalwarMots clés inspirational dreams
In books I have traveled, not only to other worlds, but into my own. I learned who I was and who I wanted to be, what I might aspire to, and what I might dare to dream about my world and myself. More powerfully and persuasively than from the "shalt nots" of the Ten Commandments, I learned the difference between good and evil, right and wrong. A Wrinkle in Time described that evil, that wrong, existing in a different dimension from our own. But I felt that I, too, existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then there were books, a kind of parallel universe in which anything might happen and frequently did, a universe in which I might be a newcomer but was never really a stranger. My real, true world. My perfect island.
Anna QuindlenMots clés life reading books dreams refuge values aspirations escape journeys
The taste one gets of death in dreams I find more penetrating and atmospheric than the ordinary fear one might suffer while awake.
Thomas KeneallyDreams are nervy things—all it takes is for one stern word to be spoken in their direction and they shrivel up and die.
Lloyd JonesMots clés dreams
Here you leave today and enter the world of yesterday, tomorrow, and fantasy.
Walt Disney CompanyMots clés dreams fantasy wishes magic tomorrow hearts celebrate disneyland disney yesterday
We must be careful what we imagine, fear, or hope for. The echoes of our thought live on in eternity.
Robert FanneyMots clés dreams fantasy magic world-of-dreams
The imagination is the goal of history. I see culture as an effort to literally realize our collective dreams.
Terence McKennaMots clés imagination history dreams culture collective
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Someone smashed a flutterfler and without even thinking she touched her Stone and used Wyrd to piece its broken body back together. She filled its empty vessels with dreams and it became the stuff it used for blood. It brushed her cheek with its wings, then flew off -- dancing in the hot air.
Robert FanneyMots clés dreams fantasy magic healing luthiel wyrd
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I had a dream about a motorcycle," said Harry, remembering suddenly. "It was flying."
Uncle Vernon nearly crashed into the car in front. He turned right around in his seat and yelled at Harry, his face like a gigantic beet with a mustache: "MOTORCYCLES DON'T FLY!"
Dudley and Piers sniggered.
"I know they don't," said Harry. "It was only a dream.
Mots clés dreams harry-potter motorcycle dursley
When you were a wandering desire in the mist, I too was there, a wandering desire. Then we sought one another, and out of our eagerness dreams were born. And dreams were time limitless, and dreams were space without measure.
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