#dream

It was when I realised I had a new nationality: I was in exile. I am an adulterous resident: when I am in one city, I am dreaming of the other. I am an exile; citizen of the country of longing. ↗

— Suketu Mehta

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Dreams surely are difficult, confusing, and not everything in them is brought to pass for mankind. For fleeting dreams have two gates: one is fashioned of horn and one of ivory. Those which pass through the one of sawn ivory are deceptive, bringing tidings which come to nought, but those which issue from the one of polished horn bring true results when a mortal sees them. ↗

— Homer

#dreams

النجوم تبرق، كذلك أحلامي ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

#poetry #dreams

لا أرى جناحا عليك لكنك دائما تحلق بعيدا ↗

— لطيفة الحاج

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Suffering engenders passion; and while the prosperous blind themselves, or go to sleep, the hatred of the unfortunate classes kindles its torch at some sullen or ill-constituted mind, which is dreaming in a corner, and sets to work to examine society. The examination of hatred is a terrible thing. ↗

— Victor Hugo

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Then I perceived, what I had never thought, that all these staring houses were not alike, but different one from another, because they held different dreams. ↗

— Lord Dunsany

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We dream, we wake on a cold hillside, we pursue the dream again. In the beginning was the dream, and the work of disenchantment never ends. ↗

— Kim Stanley Robinson

#dreams #knowledge #learning #dreams

I don't see any American dream; I see an American nightmare. ↗

— Malcolm X

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Thoughts, pictures of him would come to me just a second after waking, shocking me from the forgetfulness of sleep, striking blows that were almost physical. And even in sleep I was not completely free. So often sleep brought dreams of him. ↗

— Bernard Taylor

#grief #grieving #loss #dreams

I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that I was dreaming. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

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