Rachel Cohn Quotes

I am a bit of a daydreamer.

I daydream all the time, and I like that quality.

A daydream is an evasion.

There are days where I lose track of time, of place, of everything else, because I've been transported to another universe.

I daydream all the time.

But there was not a moment when she did not see Carol in her mind, and all she saw, she seemed to see through Carol. That evening, the dark flat streets of New York, the tomorrow of work, the milk bottle dropped and broken in her sink, became unimportant. She flung herself on her bed and drew a line with a pencil on a piece of paper. And another line, carefully, and another. A world was born around her, like a bright forest with a million shimmering leaves.

I was a real daydreamer at school, gazing out of the window and losing myself in imaginary worlds.

I daydream just like everybody else. I just do it with my body facing the field, so everybody thinks I'm paying attention.

I'm a daydreamer.

I am a dreamer. Seriously, I'm living on another planet.

I am prone to get carried away thinking about creative projects.

I live in my head all day long and the world is a little dreamy.

I've always been a daydreamer. When the other kids were playing, I was listening to the roar at Yankee Stadium - I was always attracted to the roar of the crowd.

I was a great dreamer of day dreams.

I have noticed that when things happen in one's imaginings, they never happen in one's life.

Castles in the air - they are so easy to take refuge in. And so easy to build too.

I'm often daydreaming, and it's because I've always liked the idea of there being something more than the normal world.

I feel I was always daydreaming, and I was always distracted.

I have a very strong imagination and have since I was a little kid. That is where a lot of my world comes from. It's like I'm off somewhere else. And I can have a problem in life because of that, because I'm always off in some other world thinking about something else. It's constant.

I am quite a dreamer, and usually when someone tells a story, I tend to get distracted easily.

I'm just a bit of a dreamer, and I get really in my thoughts. I get so deep with myself at times it's almost very scary.

For three months, a person sits and looks at you, imagining a kiss.

And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?

I think I'll go over and introduce myself to that little red-haired girl. I think I'll introduce myself, and then ask her to come over and sit next to me. I think I'll ask her to sit next to me here, and then I think I'll tell her how much I've always admired her... I think I'll flap my arms, and fly to the moon.

Imagination awakens ambition, then causes it to lose its way.