#dream

It takes someone with a vision of the possibilities to attain new levels of experience. Someone with the courage to live his dreams. ↗

— Les Brown

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A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence. ↗

— Pam Brown

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Dreams really tell you about yourself more than anything else in this world could ever tell you. ↗

— Sylvia Browne

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Death is the most blessed dream. ↗

— Georg Buchner

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To sing, to laugh, to dream, to walk in my own way and be alone, free, with an eye to see things as they are, a voice that means manhood—to cock my hat where I choose— At a word, a Yes, a No, to fight—or write. To travel any road under the sun, under the stars, nor doubt if fame or fortune lie beyond the bourne— Never to make a line I have not heard in my own heart; yet, with all modesty to say: "My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own. ↗

— Edmond Rostand

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Dream manfully and nobly, and thy dreams shall be prophets. ↗

— Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton

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I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty. ↗

— George Byron

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All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams. ↗

— Elias Canetti

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A child is asleep. Her private life unwinds inside skin and skull; only as she sheds childhood, first one decade and then another, can she locate the actual, historical stream, see the setting of her dreaming private life—the nation, the city, the neighborhood, the house where the family lives—as an actual project under way, a project living people willed, and made well or failed, and are still making, herself among them. I breathed the air of history all unaware, and walked oblivious through its littered layers. ↗

— Annie Dillard

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Writers write. Dreamers talk about it. ↗

— Jerry B. Jenkins

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