Is is true that dictators never dream because they can change their smallest fantasies into realities if they want to?
Alfred de MussetI almost think there is no wisdom comparable to that of exchanging what is called the realities of life for dreams
Hugh WalpoleThe dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set-up by the non-dreamers
William S. BurroughsTag: dreams
By trying to understand everything, everything makes me dream
Gustave FlaubertTag: dreams everything
At other times, at the edge of a wood, especially at dusk, the trees themselves would assume strange shapes: sometimes they were arms rising heavenwards, , or else the trunk would twist and turn like a body being bent by the wind. At night, when I woke up and the moon and the stars were out, I would see in the sky things that filled me simultaneously with dread and longing. I remember that once, one Christmas Eve, I saw a great naked women, standing erect, with rolling eyes; she must have been a hundred feet high, but along she drifted, growing ever longer and ever thinner, and finally fell apart, each limb remaining separate, with the head floating away first as the rest of her body continued to waver
Gustave FlaubertTag: fear nature dreams night goddess hallucinations
He dreamed of funeral love, but dreams crumble and the tomb abides
Gustave FlaubertThe world is shaped by two things — stories told and the memories they leave behind.
Vera NazarianTag: world stories dreams story thought dream storytelling memory creation actions memories acting thoughts story-telling speaking acts dreams-of-the-compass-rose enacting shaped shaping telling the-world
True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy,
Which is as thin of substance as the air,
And more inconstant than the wind, who woos
Even now the frozen bosom of the north,
And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,
Turning his side to the dew-dropping south.
Tag: dreams
But one discarded dreams and got dressed, and made what one could of the day.
Dick FrancisI wonder if, in the dark night of the sea, the octopus dreams of me.
N. Scott MomadayTag: dreams
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