#dreams

None of it is real, though, because reality lies in a different, more evanescent realm. These are only the names of some of the places in the archipelago of dreams. The true reality is the one you perceive around you, or that which you are fortunate enough to imagine for yourself. ↗

— Christopher Priest

#reality #dreams

It's not wrong to have dreams; in fact, to achieve anything in this world, you must have dreams ↗

— Amma Bhagwan

#dreams

Modernism had two great wishes. It wanted its audience to be led toward a recognition of the social reality of the sign (away from the comforts of narrative and illusionism, was the claim); but equally it dreamed of turning the sign back to a bedrock of World/Nature/Sensation/Subjectivity which the to and fro of capitalism had all but destroyed. ↗

— T.J. Clark

#the-sign #dreams

In the realm of dream and imagination all men are equal. ↗

— John Christopher

#dreams

Lulled by stupefying illusions, the world is asleep in the cradle of infancy, dreaming away the hours. ↗

— Mary Baker Eddy

#faith #illusions #infancy #life #sleep

Everything about ypur movements precision and timing, which is what gymnastics is about. ↗

— Shawn Johnson

#dreams

No matter how hard it is, or how hard it gets, don't ever, ever, ever lose hope! ↗

— Jim Yackel

#faith #fiction-novel #hope #inspirational #peace

But we do not merely protest; we make renewed demand for freedom in that vast kingdom of the human spirit where freedom has ever had the right to dwell:the expressing of thought to unstuffed ears; the dreaming of dreams by untwisted souls. ↗

— W.E.B. Du Bois

#freedom #dreams

What drove us crazy wasn't necessarily the sexual freedom his critic claimed he was unleashing, but freedom, period. Freedom to be yourself, to express yourself, to wear what you wanted to wear, to look the way you wanted to look, to have your own style, your own talk. ↗

— Larry Geller

#elvis-presley #freedom #if-i-can-dream #dreams

Bruce is still my friend. We don't talk much. We don't have to. He is great and in his own league. I'm not him and he is not me. But we are on similar paths, writing and singing out own kind of songs around the world, along with Bob and a few other singer/songwriters. It is a a silent fraternity of sorts, occupying this space in people's souls with our music. Last year, I lost my right-hand man, the pedal steel guitarist Ben Keith. This year Bruce lost his right-hand man, the saxophonist Clarence Clemons. It's time for another talk; friends can help each other just by being there. Now both of us will look to our right and see a giant hole, a memory, the past and the future. I won't play with another steel player trying to recreate Ben's parts, and I know Bruce won't play with another sax man trying to play Clarence's. Those parts are not going to happen again. They already did. That takes a lot out of our repertoires. ↗

— Neil Young

#clarence-clemons #friends-of-neil-young #friendship #springsteen #dreams