#dream

As Gregor Samsa awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. ↗

— Franz Kafka

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We have all been expelled from the Garden, but the ones who suffer most in exile are those who are still permitted to dream of perfection. ↗

— Stanley Kunitz

#dreams

No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one’s existence--that which makes its truth, its meaning--its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream--alone. ↗

— Joseph Conrad

#loneliness #dreams

Is that me?,' Leo said. 'Like me--having this dream--looking at me having a dream? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#dreams #hephaestus #leo #dreams

A man to carry on a successful business must have imagination. He must see things as in a vision, a dream of the whole thing. ↗

— Charles M. Schwab

#carry #dream #imagination #man #must

I live not in dreams but in contemplation of a reality that is perhaps the future. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

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If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumbered here While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: If you pardon, we will mend: And, as I am an honest Puck, If we have unearned luck Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, We will make amends ere long; Else the Puck a liar call; So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, And Robin shall restore amends. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#make-amends #puck #dreams

What would an ocean be without a monster lurking in the dark? It would be like sleep without dreams. ↗

— Werner Herzog

#monsters #ocean #sleep #dreams

I am nothing. I'll never be anything. I couldn't want to be something. Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world. ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#nothingness #dreams

Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh has gone through; I dream of what it may go through. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

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