Claudian Quotes

After I went to bed I had a curious fancy as to dreams. In sleep the doors of the mind are shut, and thoughts come jumping in at the windows. They tumble headlong, and therefore are so disorderly and strange. Sometimes they are stout and light on their feet, and then they are rational dreams.

In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.

Even my nighttime dreams are very, very rooted in reality. They just start to become surreal, little by little.

A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you're fast asleep.

We should judge a man much more surely from what he dreams than from what he thinks.

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

Our dreams are a second life.

Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes; When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes.

Dreams should be forgotten when we wake. Or one day we will find ourselves unable to sleep.

There are some dreams that get stuck between your teeth when you sleep, so that when you open your mouth to yawn awake they fly right out of you.

The dreamer dreams, and the dreamer within the dream dreams.

Coleridge wrote, "Dreams are no shadows, but the very substances and calamities of my life.

A dream, all a dream, that ends in nothing, and leaves the sleeper where he lay down, but I wish you to know that you inspired it.

You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day.

How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.

I have absurdly vivid dreams.

I never remember my dreams.

I have dreams all the time.

I suspect that dreams are an integral part of existence, with far more use for us than we've made of them...The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey.

If you've ever wondered where your dreams come from when you go to sleep at night, just look around. This is where they are made.

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

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.

I think that we can learn so much if we pay attention to our dreams, whether when we are asleep or in waking dreams. There are connections that are absolutely incredible.

Our dreams can teach us, instruct us, confuse us... sometimes I think they look to be considered. And in terms of like, they are an opportunity and I think they most certainly could be utilized to focus, to try and achieve - whether it's looking for someone, or influencing us, or inspiring us.

I think that in general it is a good plan occasionally to bear in mind the fact that people were in the habit of dreaming before there was such a thing as psychoanalysis.