E. T. A. Hoffmann Quotes

I have always been a romantic, one of those people who believes that a woman in pink circus tights contains all the secrets of the universe.

The circus allows one to be logical and unreal at the same time. In the circus, all is possible: there can be a man with two heads or a character with a green face.

True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his side to the dew-dropping south.

At first she dreamed of sheep, of going to school, of cats drinking milk. Little by little she dreamed of blue sheep, of going to school in the middle of the woods, of cats drinking milk from golden saucers. And her dreams became increasingly dense and acquired colours that were difficult to dilute into words.

You perceive, now, that these things are all impossible except in a dream. You perceive that they are pure and puerile insanities, the silly creations of an imagination that is not conscious of its freaks - in a word, that they are a dream, and you the maker of it. The dream-marks are all present; you should have recognized them earlier.

All life is a dream, and all dreams are dreams.

I don't want realism. I want magic!

We is in Dream Country,' the BFG said. 'This is where all dreams is beginning.

We are all fairies living underneath a leaf of a lily pad.

I shake my head and the tiny acrobats fall like spangles, like the cool rain on another planet, down to the inside of my feet.

I am against nature. I don't dig nature at all. I think nature is very unnatural. I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can't touch with decay.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

In Russia, I pretend to be a lot of princesses and wait for prince. That was my dream.

I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?

Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear.

Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.

I can write, He floated up to the ceiling, and a baby rabbit came out of his pocket, grew wings, and flew away. And you will believe that it really happened. That's magic, isn't it?

As in The Lime Twig dream and illusion are right at the center of Charivari.

In a way, we are magicians. We are alchemists, sorcerers and wizards. We are a very strange bunch. But there is great fun in being a wizard.

Fantasy is my heart and love. And I just want to play in that garden for the rest of my life.

Where all is but dream, reasoning and arguments are of no use, truth and knowledge nothing.

Fantasy hats give you the possibility to dream.

I looked about me once again, and suddenly the dancing horses without number changed into animals of every kind and into all the fowls that are, and these fled back to the four quarters of the world from whence the horses came, and vanished.

Sometimes I wake at night in the White House and rub my eyes and wonder if it is not all a dream.

When I was a child, I wanted to be... a fairy. I still do, really, except that now I've now graduated to wanting to be a pixie.