Dream Vs Reality Quotes

Suppose... suppose we have only dreamed and made up these things like sun, sky, stars, and moon, and Aslan himself. In that case, it seems to me that the made-up things are a good deal better than the real ones. And if this black pits of a kingdom is the best you can make, then it's a poor world. And we four can make a dream world to lick your real one hollow.

I have never looked for dream in reality or reality in dream. I have allowed my imagination free play, and I have not been led astray by it.

Reality can destroy the dream; why shouldn't the dream destroy reality?

I do not know how to distinguish between waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?

The true one of youth's love, proving a faithful helpmate in those years when the dream of life is over, and we live in its realities.

Mind the gap - it's the distance between life as you dream it and life as it is.

A player dreams of being a superstar, but he doesn't want people flocking all over him asking for an autograph.

I am apparently gentle, unstable, and full of pretenses. I will die a poet killed by the nonpoets, will renounce no dream, resign myself to no ugliness, accept nothing of the world but the one I made myself. I wrote, lived, loved like Don Quixote, and on the day of my death I will say: ‘Excuse me, it was all a dream,’ and by that time I may have found one who will say: ‘Not at all, it was true, absolutely true.’

Dreaming about being an actress, is more exciting then being one.

I always had the fantasy of Hollywood and Los Angeles and the beach, not realizing that Hollywood was so very far from the beach.

Temptation said that we all dream of committing crimes, but that only the unbalanced make that macabre idea a reality.

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

There are two kinds of world: the one we dream about and the real one.

I imagined a life that turned out to be pretty much exactly like the one I've had. That fascinates me endlessly. I wake up many mornings, and it almost wouldn't surprise me if I woke up from it and it was all a dream.

We all have two lives: The true, the one we dreamed of in childhood And go on dreaming of as adults in a substratum of mist; the false, the one we love when we live with others, the practical, the useful, the one we end up by being put in a coffin.

Cut off as I am, it is inevitable that I should sometimes feel like a shadow walking in a shadowy world. When this happens I ask to be taken to New York City. Always I return home weary but I have the comforting certainty that mankind is real flesh and I myself am not a dream.

I think the promise of fame and what it holds to you as a child and dreaming of it is not what it is. What it is, I'm not complaining about, but it's just different than the reality you dreamed.

The person I am now, compared with the person in the dream, has been baffled and defeated and only supposes he enjoys a full life. In the dreams, I see what a full life really consists of, and it is not what I really have.

When I dreamt of being a footballer I dreamt of being a forward, but I wasn't talented enough.

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.

The dream of life is really an illusion, and everybody lives in the reality he or she creates - a virtual reality that is only true for the one who creates it.

I was 19, and I thought I should settle down and get a real job, and what was I doing living this dream world?

And no book, and possibly no painting, when it is finished, is ever exactly like the first dream of it.

Nothing which is at all times and in every way agreeable to us can have objective reality. It is of the very nature of the real that it should have sharp corners and rough edges, that it should be resistant, should be itself. Dream-furniture is the only kind on which you never stub your toes or bang your knee.

That's always an interesting concept when you try to make your dream into a reality and you come up against the facts of exactly what it is you're attempting to do.