The possibility suggests itself that no dreams, however absurd or senseless, are wasted in the universe. Embedded in the dream is a hunger for its own reification, a demand that imposes an obligation on reality and that grows imperceptibly into a bon...
He's dreaming, Cloquet thought, as he stood over him, revolver in hand. He's dreaming, and I exist in reality. Cloquet hated reality but realized it was still the only place to get a good steak.
My dreams had to be His dreams, the ones He placed in my heart. They couldn't be the ones I thought I should have, or needed for the purpose of making other people like me.
To put it another way, pain is God's megaphone to rouse a deaf world. Why must it be pain? Why can't he rouse us more gently, with violins or laughter? Because the dream from which we must be wakened, is the dream that all is well.
A quick thought shot through my mind. Could I really drown in a dream? I remembered the movie the Matrix. If you died in the matrix, you died in real life. I wasn’t about to take a chance...
I think one of the sweetest proofs we have of the Father's loving care for us is that we often find in this life the things which gave us great happiness below.
As a child I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do not want to know.
The sight of a child…will arouse certain longings in adult, civilized persons — longings which relate to the unfulfilled desires and needs of those parts of the personality which have been blotted out of the total picture in favor of the adapted ...
It's hard to imagine which is worse, living with fear, or living without it in a fantasyland were consequences don't exist.
I feel something familiar about this place. This house…” I dragged out a hand and gestured towards it with my thumb. “I dream about it. I’ve been dreaming about it for years. Being in it.” I had her attention. “With you.
We are created for adventure, and if we cannot find one, we start blowing things out of proportion so it feels like we have one.
You would not ask someone with a broken arm to swim the English Channel, so you cannot demand that the broken to live as if they were whole.
The authors challenge that the marriage in which one cannot express disappointment has become an idol – The Thing that Cannot Be Questioned.
It is possible to cause seemingly biochemical changes through human emotional involvement. You literally have changed his chemistry by being his friend.
.. a friend is someone who inspires, who challenges, who sends you in search of some truer sense of yourself..
In dreams you don't need to make any distinctions between things. Not at all. Boundaries don't exist. So in dreams there are hardly ever collisions. Even if there are, they don't hurt. Reality is different. Reality bites. Reality, reality.
But it is only people who have plenty of money who can despise it. To the rest of us it is important. It can at least put food in our stomachs clothes on our backs, and it can at least feed our dreams.
Remember this—the journey is part of the dream. Whatever it is you're chasing, so long as you are actively moving in the right direction, the dream is coming true.
I dream about people who don't need to have sex to know they love each other. I dream about people who would only ever kiss you on the cheek.
If you believe in yourself, nothing is impossible. Without a dream you cannot have an aim and without an aim you cannot achieve and to dream you must have faith in yourself.
When we leverage, we aggregate and organize existing resources to achieve success.
