Fernando Pessoa Quotes

We wake from one dream into another dream.

The dreams are the skeleton of all reality.

The mind was dreaming. The world was its dream.

Who would ever give up the reality of dreams for relative knowledge?

What is being awake if not interpreting our dreams, or dreaming if not interpreting our wake?

There are other relations besides reality, which the mind is capable of grasping and which also are primary, like chance, illusion, the fantastic, the dream.

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?

Dreams aren't memories," he says.

Dreams, you know, are what you wake up from.

Romeo: I dreamt a dream tonight. Mercutio: And so did I. Romeo: Well, what was yours? Mercutio: That dreamers often lie. Romeo: In bed asleep while they do dream things true.

Just because it's a dream doesn't mean it's a lie.

Brooklyn was a dream. All the things that happened there just couldn't happen. It was all dream stuff. Or was it all real and true and was it that she, Francie, was the dreamer?

I'm not here now. This isn't happening. You're just visiting a dream of mine.

Aren't memories just dreams we have when we're awake?

A man, whilst he is dreaming, believes in his dream; he is undeceived only when he is awakened from his slumber.

Are you sure/That we are awake? It seems to me/That yet we sleep, we dream

Who knows if this other half of life where we think we're awake is not another sleep a little different from the first.

Dreams have only the pigmentation of fact.

Life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves.

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

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.

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

The dreamer can know no truth, not even about his dream, except by awaking out of it.

Those who have compared our life to a dream were right... we were sleeping wake, and waking sleep.

Fantasy is the only truth.