William James Quotes

Dreams are the expression of the unconscious while we are asleep.

All day long the door of the sub-conscious remains just ajar; we slip through to the other side, and return again, as easily and secretly as a cat.

I'm interested in the dream and subconscious mind, the peculiar dream-like quality of our lives, sometime nightmare quality of our lives.

The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears the truth.

Our dreams are a second life. I have never been able to penetrate without a shudder those ivory or horned gates which separate us from the invisible world.

I just want that sensation you have in dreams when you fly to be real.

I had a dream that I was awake and I woke up to find myself asleep.

When we fall asleep, we withdraw our awareness from its hypnotic fascination with physical sensation, thereby enabling us to listen with our now awakening sixth sense.

I spend a lot of time practicing active imagination before I go to sleep. What I'm feeling will manifest as images through active imagination. And then I go to sleep, and those play out even more in my dreams.

Everyone dreams, but not everybody remembers their dreams because some people go into delta; they go too low.

Dreams seem to have a will of their own.

I was informed... that some... were dreaming and wished to return.

If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.

I'm also a great believer in the dream life; that while we're asleep, a deep subconscious connection is made about our profoundest fears, hopes, loves, losses, dreads and desires.

All men whilst they are awake are in one common world: but each of them, when he is asleep, is in a world of his own.

Sometimes dreams are wiser than waking.

As far as I'm concerned, I didn't dream - ever.

Whenever I dream about flying, it's the best feeling in the world.

I had some wonderful dreaming meetings. I can't tell you specifically what they've been in the recent months. In the past they've been verbal kinds of messages that he needed to give me. Now they're more dreams of his presence.

Sleep my friend, and you will see that dream is my reality.

Seriously, I dreamed that I was in my husband's dream, watching what he was dreaming about. Like, I was in his dream as an onlooker. It was so weird that I immediately wrote it down in the middle of the night. In the morning, it still sounded cool.

I have been interested in dreams, really since I was a kid. I have always been fascinated by the idea that your mind, when you are asleep, can create a world in a dream and you are perceiving it as though it really existed.

I'm not much given to making shamanistic remarks about all this, but I'm a great believer in the dream life. If I can carry without spilling whatever it is that drips into my head in the night to my desk, then that's valuable.

In the dream life, you don't deliberately set out to dream about a house night after night; the dream itself insists you look at whatever is trying to come into visibility.

Dreams are a scientific fact.