Eric Clapton Quotes

I lived so completely in my mind - a place of unchecked delusion and complete fantasy!

Gilligan's Island is wherever you want it to be in your mind.

My mind is in another planet behind the blocks. Sometimes I'm up in the blocks, and I'm like, 'What am I doing here?' I'm just not trying to think too much.

I think the more stressful our times get, the more we look for fantasy escapes.

It's the relationship I have with the world: always trying to escape from reality. I'm a daydreamer; I don't feel in harmony with my epoch or the societies I live in.

I spent my childhood in an imaginary world - probably because I needed an escape. I think that's one of the reasons people have imaginations - because they can't maintain existence here.

I think I spend most of my time not living in reality, actually.

Musicals don't get enough credit for being so surreal. It's like an alternate universe.

I'm half living my life between reality and fantasy at all times. It's best not to ask questions and just enjoy.

We find ourselves attached to fantasy worlds sometimes when it's hard to process what's going on in our world. It's reassuring to see the good winning.

I have been wandering with Alice in Wonderland and been having tea with the Mad Hatter.

I live in my imagination, so sometimes movies help me get lost. I feel like I'm in it.

Reality depresses me. I need to find fantasy worlds and escape in them.

I just wanted to jump out of my body sometimes and be someone else.

Since the individual's desire to dominate his environment is not a desirable trait in a society which every day grows more and more confining, the average man must take to daydreaming.

My pictures are about getting as far away from reality as possible. Dreams should be part of our everyday life.

In my headphones, I led a life of romance and incident and intrigue, none of which had anything to do with the world outside my Walkman.

I had a dream, which was not at all a dream.

My lack of access to the real world has been replaced completely by books, and it can’t be healthy to live in a land of happily ever afters.

I want to make a world more magical than my own. I don't care if it makes sense, I don't care if it's ridiculed or if, rather than a neat round planet that goes around forever, it ends with a cliff that falls off into nothing. I want to have my eyes wide open, and I want to see this room and at the same time, not this room.

I hate Christmas. Everything is designed for families, romance, warmth, emotion and presents, and if you have no boyfriend, no money, your mother is going out with a missing Portuguese criminal and your friends don't want to be your friend anymore, it makes you want to emigrate to a vicious Muslim regime, where at least all the women are treated like social outcasts. Anyway, I don't care. I am going to quietly read a book all weekend and listen to classical music.

A lot of peopletell me I'm a bit dreamy, but I like the idea of that. Of being somewhere else.

My thoughts and I were of another world.

But I still did not realize how mad she was, and how accustomed to dreaming; and that she would not cry out for reality, rather would feed reality to her dreams, a demon elf feeding her spinning wheel with the reeds of the world so she might make her own weblike universe.

I'm always interested in an atmosphere where dreams and reality mingle on equal terms.