#dream

If you're still hanging onto a dead dream of yesterday, laying flowers on its grave by the hour, you cannot be planting the seeds for a new dream to grow today ↗

— Joyce Chapman

#dreams

Memory runs along deep, fixed channels in the brain, like electricity along its conduits; only a cataclysm can make the electrons rear up in shock and slide over into another channel. The human mind seems doomed to believe, as simply as a rooster believes, that where we are now is the only possibility ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#dreams

Did you know I dream about your hair? I use to say it was the color of the sun at sunset, but I'm wrong. It's brighter than the sun, just as you are. ↗

— Julia Quinn

#dreams

أصحاب العقول العظيمة لديهم أهداف وغايات، أما الآخرون فيكتفون بالأحلام. ↗

— واشطن إرفنج

#dream #life #mind #الحياة #الطموح

I dream that I have found us both again, With spring so many strangers' lives away, And we, so free, Out walking by the sea, With someone else's paper words to say.... They took us at the gates of green return, Too lost by then to stop, and ask them why- Do children meet again? Does any trace remain, Along the superhighways of July? ↗

— Thomas Pynchon

#dreams

People are continually pointing out to me the wretchedness of white people in order to console me for the wretchedness of blacks. But an itemized account of the American failure does not console me and it should not console anyone else. That hundreds of thousands of white people are living, in effect, no better than the "niggers" is not a fact to be regarded with complacency. The social and moral bankruptcy suggested by this fact is of the bitterest, most terrifying kind. ↗

— James Baldwin

#dreams

Dat's what they say of this cauntry back home, Kath: 'America, the land of milk and honey.' Bot they never tell you the milk's gone sour and the honey's stolen. ↗

— Andre Dubus III

#american-dream #immigration #dreams

A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself. ↗

— Janet Fitch

#writing-from-the-heart #dreams

Many things have been written and will be written for dream. Dreams are nothing but our unclear expectations. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#expectations #things #written #dreams

Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened. But who could know? Who could know that the past is not as solid as this instant… ↗

— Alan Lightman

#past #reality #dreams