#dreaming

Dreaming in public is an important part of our job description, as science writers, but there are bad dreams as well as good dreams. We're dreamers, you see, but we're also realists, of a sort. ↗

— William Gibson

#also #bad #description #dreamers #dreaming

People are so busy dreaming the American Dream, fantasizing about what they could be or have a right to be, that they're all asleep at the switch. Consequently we are living in the Age of Human Error. ↗

— Florence King

#about #age #american #american dream #asleep

And yes, the Homesteaders, including my grandparents who left behind almost nothing, and arrived in Montana with nothing but the clothes on their back, high hopes, faith in God and dreaming of the future. ↗

— Brian Schweitzer

#arrived #back #behind #clothes #dreaming

Dreaming means 'rehearsing' what you see, playing it over and over in your mind until it becomes as real to you as your life right now. ↗

— Emmitt Smith

#dreaming #life #means #mind #now

I was always daydreaming about singing in big productions on Broadway. ↗

— Kate Smith

#always #big #broadway #daydreaming #i

The process of creating is related to the process of dreaming although when you are writing you're doing it and when you're dreaming, it's doing you. ↗

— Robert Stone

#creating #doing #dreaming #process #related

I had a dream about you last night... you made a beard for yourself out of forty two bags of Twizzlers. ↗

— Nicole McKay

#dreams #funny #humor #life #relationships

But the delights of solitude don't only consist of dreaming. Next in enjoyment, I think, comes planning. ↗

— Anna Neagle

#consist #delights #dreaming #enjoyment #i

I had a dream about you. We were on a bench next to the ocean eating melted chocolate out the belly of a beached whale. I said, “Isn’t this romantic?” and you either silently burped or the stench of decomposition wafted up to my nose, but either way I got the sense that either of those scents couldn’t have been a more appropriate reply. 
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— Dora J. Arod

#dreams #funny #humor #life #relationships

In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again. What was she seeking to salvage from the daily current of living, what sudden revulsions drove her back into the solitary cell of the dream? ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#solitude #dreams