Julian Barnes Quotes

Someday' talks about a dream of mine.

We were always dreaming of how it was going to be.

But you built me dreams instead.

Sleeping we imagine what awake we wish; D ogs dream of bones, and fishermen of fish.

Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too?

Throwing a line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream

I dream of vague shapes that hint of my heart's desire.

He who has dreamed for long resembles his dream.

I'd stare up at the sky and just dream a lot. Still do. I dreamed that I didn't belong here, that I was going to travel a lot.

Dream, dream, for this is also sooth.

But I'm always dreaming, even when I'm awake; it is never finished." -the Lady Amalthea, from The Last Unicorn

For I have always been a seeker, a dreamer, and a ponderer on seeking and dreaming.

The more delicate and ambitious the soul, the further do dreams estrange it from possible things.

If you knew all the dreams I've dreamed!

I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced. I am going to dream about you the whole night, the whole week, the whole year.

The whole life is a succession of dreams. My ambition is to be a conscious dreamer, that is all.

Please do not lose the ability to dream

What separated me from all my homeboys is the fact that I didn't get caught inside the reality. I was always dreaming about doing something else or going somewhere else.

You can settle for reality, or you can go off, like a fool, and dream another dream.

Day and night I always dream with open eyes." - José Martí

Anything is possible, and that’s something we should not lose sight of. The inspiration and the permission to dream is huge.

Some of us awake in the night with strange phantasms of enchanted hills and gardens, of fountains that sing in the sun, of golden cliffs overhanging murmuring seas, of plains that stretch down to sleeping cities of bronze andstone, and of shadowy companies of heroes that ride caparisoned white horsesalong the edges of thick forests, and then we know that we have looked backthrough the ivory gates into that world of wonder that was ours, before we were wise and unhappy.

My body is on the earth, but my head is in the stars.