I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?
They've promised that dreams can come true - but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.
A dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work.
Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.
Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.
My best dreams and worst nightmares have the same people in them.
A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you're fast asleep.
Strange, I thought, how you can be living your dreams and your nightmares at the very same time.
I have had dreams and I have had nightmares, but I have conquered my nightmares because of my dreams.
Unfortunately, a superabundance of dreams is paid for by a growing potential for nightmares
How many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares if there seemed any danger of their coming true!
I overcame the nightmares because of my dreams.
I never paint dreams or nightmares. I paint my own reality.
Artists are the traditional interpreters of dreams and nightmares.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
Close the day with prayer so that you may have a peaceful night free from dreams and nightmares.
All your dreams can come true if you have the courage to pursue them.
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
A dream doesn't become reality through magic; it takes a lot of hard work.
All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection. So I rate us on the base of our splendid failure to do the impossible.
All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection.
You know you're in love when you stop comparing.
The other me, who did not mean to drown herself, went under the sea and remained there for a long time. Eventually she surfaced near Japan and people gave her gifts but she had been so long under the sea she did not recognize what they were. She is a sly one. Mostly at night we commune. Night. Harbinger of dream and nightmare and bearer of omens which defy the music of words. In the morning the fear of her going is very real and very alarming. It can make one tremble. Not that she cares. She is the muse. I am the messenger.
Cherish your visions and your dreams, as they are the children of your soul; the blueprints of your ultimate achievements.
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