Dream Quotes
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To be able to see into a friends' dream is a dream in itself. -Doctor Kōsaku Tokita (Paprika)
Yasutaka Tsutsui
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By the time I was 11, I wanted to be a comedian. So all those years later, I've managed to achieve my dream as a kid, and it wasn't easy. I'm on the [Hollywood] Walk of Fame and I'm one of the 25 most influential Hispanics in America, according to Time Magazine. I think my duty is to go back and tell kids, 'Whatever color you are, wherever you come from, anything and everything is possible.' And I'm living proof.
George Lopez
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The essence of art that is at all noble is the DREAM, and this dream dwells only upon what is distant, absent, vanished, unattainable.
Georges Rodenbach
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I have had a most rare vision. I have had a dream, past the wit of man to say what dream it was.
William Shakespeare
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I'm living my dream.
Ali Fazal
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A good many of the special words of business seem designed more to express the user's dreams than to express a precise meaning.
E. B. White
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I would love to play a main character and then play different characters as well. I would want for it to be a sitcom, multicamera, audience - that's definitely a dream. It's in the works, so... it's closer than everybody thinks it is.
Brandy
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We must also recognize that the American Dream includes being able to provide and care for your family without fear of losing your job in the process.
Conner Eldridge
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The past was a dream wasn't it? And who ever remembers dreams?
Ivan Turgenev
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Ambition will take you And ride you too far and Conservatism bring you to boredom once more Sit down by the river And watch the stream flow Recall all the dreams That you once used to know The things you've forgotten That took you away To pastures not greener but meaner.
Van Morrison
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Living in the limelight: the universal dream for those who wish to SEEM. Those who wish to BE, must put aside the alienation, get on with the fascination, the real relation, the underlying theme.
Neil Peart
Rush
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Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance climbed up through my conscious mind as if suddenly the roots I had left behind cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood - and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.
Pablo Neruda
