Fiona Apple Quotes

True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy.

Man alone of animals plays the ape to his dreams .

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

To visualize is to see what is not there, what is not real - a dream. To visualize is, in fact, to make visual lies. Visual lies, however, have a way of coming true.

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.

The most painful thing in life is to wake up from a dream and find no way out. Dreamers are fortunate people. If no way out can be seen, the important thing is not to awaken the sleepers.

Our dreams take us into other worlds, alternative realities that help us make sense of day-to-day realities.

A lie to me is a dream that might come true.

Only in books the flat and final happens, Only in dreams we meet and interlock.

If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.

Sometimes I do wake up in the mornings and feel like I've just had the most incredible dream. I've just dreamt my life

You may tire of reality but you never tire of dreams.

Fantasies are absolutely safe, as long as you never try to make them a reality.

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

Only the magic and the dream are true — all the rest's a lie.

I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.

It's hard to dream when you're deep inside of one.

Tonight, I've finally learned to tell fantasy from reality. And, knowing the difference, I choose fantasy.

I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream

The dreams are the skeleton of all reality.

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

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

Mind is nothing but dreams and dreams - dreams of the past, dreams of the future, dreams of how things should be, dreams of great ambitions, achievements. Dreams and desires, that is the stuff mind is made of. But it surrounds you like a China Wall. And because of it the fish remains unaware of the ocean.

I am not just what I remember. I am also what I dream.