Bertrand Russell Quotes

I think that most of the monsters I dream of, I dreamt of as a child.

I think. as a child, there's something frightening about certain adults, particularly when you're in their clutches or power. That must be the reason why Roald Dahl creates such brilliant characters: He taps into something in the collective memory of people.

I was a bit of a coward when I was small. I was terribly frightened of the dark.

All of my writing career is about how human beings negotiate dark matter.

I love that vein which uses sci-fi to address society's problems. It is the same when you have useful nightmares - things morph, and you get to confront issues in your dreams.

I think a lot of the Disney cartoons are scary when you watch them at a young age.

I had nightmares as a kid. As an adult, I have very prosaic dreams.

Sometimes I see patterns in my mind. I dream about them at night. They drive me crazy.

I dream a dream that dreams back at me.

I was a shy ugly kid who led a big fantasy life. I thought I was an angel sent from heaven, to cure polio. When Dr. Salk did that I was really pissed off.

It’s strange how dreams get under your skin and give your heart a test for what’s real and what’s imaginary.

While I was girl of the year and superstar and all that crap, everything I did was really...motivated by psychological disturbance.

You can get really good reads on your dreams if you think of every character in them as actually being you.

What is common in all these dreams is obvious. They completely satisfy wishes excited during the day which remain unrealized. They are simply and undisguisedly realizations of wishes.

It was clear: I was sick. I never used to dream. They say in the old days it was the most normal thing in the world to have dreams. Which makes sense: Their whole life was some kind of horrible merry-go-round of green, orange, Buddha, juice. But today we know that dreams point to a serious mental illness. And I know that up to now my brain has checked out chronometrically perfect, a mechanism without a speck of dust.

I don't think there's a specific science you can put on dream psychology. I think that it's up to the, obviously, the individual.

A little boy who's discovered the monster under the bed is actually real, and it's screwing Mommy.

Both dreams and myths are important communications from ourselves to ourselves.

A spider lives inside my head Who weaves a strange and wondrous web Of silken threads and silver strings To catch all sorts of flying things, Like crumbs of thoughts and bits of smiles And specks of dried-up tears, And dust of dreams that catch and cling For years and years and years...

Be careful what you dream: soon your dreams will be dreaming you.

The dream arises from a part of the mind unknown to us, but none the less important, and is concerned with the desires for the approaching day.

For Tommy, on that hot and empty afternoon, was in a state of mind in which grown-up people go away and write books about their whole world, and stories about what it is like to be married, and plays about the important problems of modern times. Tommy, being only ten years old, was not able to do harm on this large and handsome scale.

I preferred that my bad dreams be vague.

I dream about my teeth, losing a tooth, which I think means that you want control back.

Years ago, when James Bulger was murdered, every newspaper front page was talking about evil. At that point, having suppressed it for years, I remembered when I was four or five, I tried to kill my own brother.