Clive Barker Quotes About Dreams

Quotes about: Dreams

• To dream in isolation can be properly splendid to be sure; but to dream in company seems to me infinitely preferable.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Isolation, Splendid

  FaceBook post by Clive Barker from Mar 19, 2014

• If you want to look like the people next door, you're probably smothering yourself into your dreams.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Doors, People

  FaceBook post by Clive Barker from May 14, 2013

• I dreamed I spoke in another's language, I dreamed I lived in another's skin, I dreamed I was my own beloved, I dreamed I was a tiger's kin. I dreamed that Eden lived inside me, And when I breathed a garden came, I dreamed I knew all of Creation, I dreamed I knew the Creator's name. I dreamed--and this dream was the finest-- That all I dreamed was real and true, And we would live in joy forever, You in me, and me in you.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Real, Garden

  FaceBook post by Clive Barker from Mar 13, 2014

• And in time it will be as though men had never come to this perfect corner of the world-never called it paradise on earth, never despoiled it with their dream factories; and in the golden hush of the afternoon all that will be heard will be the flittering of dragonflies, and the murmur of hummingbirds as they pass from bower to bower, looking for a place to sup sweetness.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Men, Paradise On Earth

• His body and his mind went about their different businesses. The former, freed from conscious instruction, breathed, rolled, sweated, and digested. The latter went dreaming.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Mind, Different

  Clive Barker (2010). “Imajica”, p.82, HarperCollins UK

• It is great good health to believe as the Hindus do that there are 33 million gods and goddesses in the world. It is great good health to want to understand one s dreams. It is great good health to desire the ambiguous and paradoxical. It is sickness of the profoundest kind to believe that there is one reality. There is sickness in any piece of work or any piece of art seriously attempting to suggest that the idea that there is more than one reality is somehow redundant.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Art, Believe

• Leavening the flat bread of what we know, with the yeast of what we dream may come to pass.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, May, Yeast

  "Abarat". Book by Clive Barker, September 1, 2002.

• Memory, prophecy, and fantasy— The past, the future, and The dreaming moment between— Are all in one country, Living one immortal day. To know that is Wisdom. To use it is the Art.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Country, Art

  "Everville". Book by Clive Barker, www.e-reading.club. 1994.

• Spring, if it lingers more than a week beyond its span, starts to hunger for summer to end the days of perpetual promise. Summer in its turn soon begins to sweat for something to quench its heat, and the mellowest of autumns will tire of gentility at last, and ache for a quick sharp frost to kill its fruitfulness. Even winter — the hardest season, the most implacable — dreams, as February creeps on, of the flame that will presently melt it away. Everything tires with time, and starts to seek some opposition, to save it from itself.

  Clive Barker

  Summer, Dream, Spring

  Clive Barker (1991). “The Hellbound Heart”, Voyager

• I don't like to make a distinction between the writer and the painter , finally , because I do both things anyway . Everybody's dreaming and trying to put down their dreams in the way that their hand knows best . I feel as much a unity , as much comradeship , with painters as I do writers .

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Hands, Unity

• I really believe that there is an enormous appetite amongst readers for an originality of vision. In other words, be true to your own dreams and there will always be people who want to hear them.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Believe, People

• Even winter — the hardest season, the most implacable — dreams, as February creeps on, of the flame that will presently melt it away. Everything tires with time, and starts to seek some opposition, to save it from itself.

  Clive Barker

  Dream, Winter, Flames

  Clive Barker (1991). “The Hellbound Heart”, Voyager

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