Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

You must learn to control your dreams or your dreams will forever control you.

When they say the sky’s the limit to me that’s really true

I had a dream about you. I was sitting on your couch, relating my succession of ideas on subconscious influence. I asked you what they meant, and you told me that free associations were a...

I had a dream about you. It’s been a while since I could remember any of my dreams, and still, this one has left me with such strong impression. Even now, when I am fully...

I had a dream about you. You had no skin or muscle on your face, and to try to conceal your bare skull you liberally applied lipstick and makeup. Your birthday was coming up, and...

Even when I’m sleeping, I go to places where you are.

I had a dream about you. We were in a band. I was the lead singer, guitar player, saxophonist, harpist, violinist, bassist, cellist, harmonica player, pianist, and drummer. Oh, and I played the trumpet. And...

I had a dream about you. You told me you loved me, and then you stabbed me with a spoon. Luckily, moments before your attack, I assumed the identity of a bowl of Jell-O. Later...

My alarm went off. My sleep went on. Dreaming about coffee is not the same as drinking down coffee.

Without leaps of imagination or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all is a form of planning.

I have to choose what I detest – either dreaming which my intelligence hates, or action, which my sensibility loathes; either action, for which I wasn’t born, or dreaming, for which no one was born....

Keep on dreaming, you will get to your destination.

Nod house turned into shouthouse. In the shout house memorysaid shut up. It said silence,misery said amen, the mule’sheadmeant my stubborn lungs. . .I stoodimagining I fell back dreaming,stuck tongue stuck in my jawbrokemy jaw

If you keep on dreaming, you’ll never achieve anything. But if you start hardworking, I know you will do

I had a dream about you. You was a crocodile and i was always looking for you with fear. Your teeth were alabaster and your skin green as grass. Unfortunate you had already a girlfriend....

A Gift for YouI send you…The gift of a letter from your wise self. This is the part of you that sees you with benevolent, loving eyes. You find this letter in a thick envelope...

I had a dream about you. I was a cat. You were a red dot. And even those times I caught you, we couldn’t touch. But still I chased you anyway.

We’re all dreaming,” Arctor said. If the last to know he’s an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected....

We are all a little schizophrenic. Each of us has three different people living inside us every day—who you were, who you are and who you will become. The road to sanity is to recognize...

I wither slowly in thine arms; here at the quiet limit of the world, a white hair’d shadow roaming like a dream.

I had a dream about you last night… you were a giant slinky and I watched you fall down the stairs.

Sometimes I dream so vividly, so expectantly, I wonder if I’m crazy…

Humility makes us more friendly Happiness makes us more lively.Love makes us more caringDream makes us more daring.Trust makes us more forgivingKindness makes us more loving.Hope gives us the joy of dreamingPeace gives us the...

I had a dream about you. You were in the oil business, and I sold icy roads for a living. You didn’t understand who’d buy such a thing, and I said you didn’t understand how...

About 5,280 feet.” It was true. Ever since the car ran out of gas a mile back, and we were forced to walk, I’ve been thinking a lot about life, love, and how much I...

I had a dream about you. You wrapped the American flag around you like a towel, while I let Russia shower me with praise. The people over there really seemed to love me, probably because...

Fashion is about dreaming and making other people dream.

You have to wait for a fruit to ripe before you harvest.You must also learn to wait for the fulfillment of your visions.

If you never dream of flying, then you’ll never wake up with wings.

What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming?

And she was really good at that: even since she was a little girl, she could eliminate the hours, knew how to kill the minutes. Without them suffering from it, she put them to sleep.

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...

Nothing else you want to do after all your dreams come true. You’ve become numb. You shouldn’t have ever stopped dreaming.

What if it’s the thereand not the herethat I long for?The wanderand not the wait,the magicin the lost feetstumbling downthe faraway streetand the way the moonnever hangsquite the same.

And when I fall in love,” I began, “I will build a mountain to touch the sky. Then, my lover and I will have the best of both worlds, reality firmly under our feet, while...

Different cities visit us daily, they exist in the clouds.

He was in a strange, badly lit room, wearing even stranger clothes, getting an earful from an unknown woman, in a language that he could and couldn’t exactly place in a very disturbing way.These were...

If life was a dream, then dying must be the moment when you woke up. It was so simple it must be true. You died, the dream was over, you woke up. That’s what people...

Well, nobody important,” he said, putting his glasses back on and blinking.

I once had a dream about a woman, and the next day she died. I stopped sleeping for three days after that to try to save some lives, but then my body relented and I...

No thanks, I’m asexual.

I had a dream about you. Two empty benches sat on a man, and I jogged by but did not stop, because I knew if I did I’d fall asleep and that damn tortoise would...

To dream! Such dreams certainly make life more worth living… and only dreams can do that for me.

I am committed to my dreams.It does not matter how slow, I am moving towards my dreams, I will get to the finish line.

The poet: just another sleepwalker dreaming he’s awake.

I should have known right then that I was dreaming. But oh how we hang on to dreams even when we are gifted the largest of clues.

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...

I had a dream that I would be successful and happy in life…I woke up running out of breath, because I’ve been chasing this dream for quite a while now.

Dreaming is another form of thinking, more concrete, more economical, more visual, and often more emotional than the thoughts of the day, but a thinking through of the day, nevertheless.