Zhuangzi Quotes

During our dreams we do not know we are dreaming. We may even dream of interpreting a dream. Only on waking do we know it was a dream. Only after the great awakening will we realize that this is the great dream.

We are asleep. Our Life is a dream. But we wake up sometimes, just enough to know that we are dreaming.

A dream inside a dream might not be a dream.

Regain your senses, call yourself back, and once again wake up. Now that you realize that only dreams were troubling you, view this 'reality' as you view your dreams.

Whenever someone tells me he dreamed, I wonder if he realizes that he has never done anything but dream.

Much of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.

We always know when we are awake that we cannot be dreaming even though when actually dreaming we feel all this may be real.

Every day after I wake up, I think, 'Wait... this can't be real; I'm still going to wake up.'

It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality, at least for human beings. We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake.

Dreams feel real while we're in them. It's only when we wake up that we realize something was actually strange.

We wake from one dream into another dream.

I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that I was dreaming.

Which is more difficult, to awaken one who sleeps or to awaken one who, awake, dreams that he is awake?

It is a good viewpoint to see the world as a dream. When you have something like a nightmare, you will wake up and tell yourself that it was only a dream. It is said that the world we live in is not a bit different from this.

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

What's wrong with living in a dream world? You have to wake up.

If you're wondering if you're dreaming, you're dreaming.

Sometimes we don't know we're dreaming; we can't even fathom that we're asleep.

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

I'm not completely sure we aren't all living in a hallucination now.

I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?

Love to his soul gave eyes; he knew things are not as they seem. The dream is his real life; the world around him is the dream.

Man is firmly convinced that he is awake; in reality he is caught in a net of sleep and dreams which he has unconsciously woven himself.

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

We're all living in some state of illusion, even if modestly.