Quotes about dre
dream people important
Those who dream must be awakened, and the deeper the people are who slumber, or the deeper they slumber, the more important it is that they be awakened, and the more powerfully must they be awakened. Soren Kierkegaard
dream sleep insomnia
I divide my time as follows: half the time I sleep, the other half I dream. I never dream when I sleep, for that would be a pity, for sleeping is the highest accomplishment of genius. Soren Kierkegaard
dream sleep difficult
Which is more difficult, to awaken one who sleeps or to awaken one who, awake, dreams that he is awake? Soren Kierkegaard
dream fall reality
The fall from your dream into reality is especially hard when you've seen that you can fly. Stephen Tobolowsky
dream dreams-come-true problem
One of the biggest problems with having a dream come true is recognizing it when it arrives. Stephen Tobolowsky
dream fall eye
I'm trying to keep"― he huffed, shifting his weight as the treetop bounced him―"my promise!" I blinked my wet blurry eyes, suddenly sure that I was dreaming. "When did you ever promise to kill yourself falling out of Charlie's tree? Stephenie Meyer
dream night jake
Edward: It wasn't the worst night of my life. Jake: Did it make the top ten? Edward: Possibly. But, if I had been able to take your place last night, it would not have made the top ten of the best nights of my life. Dream about that. Stephenie Meyer
dream night air
I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed. There was no friction in the space between us. The stillness was peaceful - not like the calm before the tempest, but like a clear night untouched by even the dream of a storm. Stephenie Meyer
dream strong memories
Melanie still grieves for Jared," she stated. I felt my head nod without willing the action. "You grieve for him." I closed my eyes. "The dreams continue?" "Every night," I mumbled. "Tell me about then." Her voice was soft, persuasive. "I don't like to talk about them." "I know. Try. It might help." "How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he's not there? That the memories are so strong I can't separate hers from mine anymore? Stephenie Meyer
dream night want
Do you want me to sing to you? I'll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away. Stephenie Meyer
dream sleep eye
I stared into her eyes, wide under the thick fringe of lashes, and yearned for sleep. Not for oblivion, as I had before, not to escape boredom, but because I wanted to *dream*. Maybe, if I could be unconscious, if I could dream, I could live for a few hours in a world where she and I could be together. She dreamed of me. I wanted to dream of her. Stephenie Meyer
dream necks fingers
I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck. Stephenie Meyer
dream sleep dark
In my dream it was very dark, and what dim light there was seemed to be radiating from Edward's skin. I couldn't see his face, just his back as he walked away from me, leaving me in the blackness. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't catch up to him; no matter how loud I called, he never turned. Troubled, I woke in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep again for what seemed like a very long time. After that, he was in my dreams nearly every night, but always on the periphery, never within reach. Stephenie Meyer
dream twilight self
Don't be self-conscious, if I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I'm not ashamed of it. Stephenie Meyer
dream memories fall
I flicked on the light beside my bed, waiting for my breathing to slow, veins full of adrenaline from the realistic dream. A new dream, but in essence so much the same as the many others that had plagued me in the past months. No, not a dream. Surely a memory. I could still feel the heat of Jared's lips on mine. My hands reached out without my permission, searching across the rumpled sheets, looking for something they didn't find. My heart ached when they gave up, falling to the bed limp and empty. Stephenie Meyer
dream night saws
I used to dream about him all the time," Sunny whispered to me. "Every night. I kept hoping the Seekers would find him; I missed him so much...When I saw him, I thought it was the old dream again. Stephenie Meyer
dream heart frozen
Edward,' she mumbled softly. She was dreaming of me. Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to. 'Stay,' she sighed. 'Don't go. Please... don't go Stephenie Meyer
dream ninety-nine percent
I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that I was dreaming. Stephenie Meyer
dream twilight forever
Mostly I dream about being with you forever. Stephenie Meyer
dream football children
I was very poor. As a child my dream was to have a leather football. Stephen Chow
dream long fans
To make a kung fu film is like a dream come true, because I'm a big fan of kung fu movies and I'm learning kung fu for a long time. Stephen Chow
dream writing stories
That was always my hope that that is exactly what I would do. It was always part of the dream of this story - to write the novel and then direct the movie. Stephen Chbosky
dream hero may
To sit here at the same table with my hero, George W. Bush...I feel like I'm dreaming. Somebody pinch me. You now what, I'm a pretty sound sleeper, that may not be enough...Somebody shoot me in the face. Stephen Colbert
dream princess cowboy
Thankfully, dreams can change. If we'd all stuck with our first dream, the world would be overrun with cowboys and princesses. Stephen Colbert
dream photographer bigs
My big dream was to work as a photographer for 'National Geographic.' Steffi Graf
dream air california
always there is a sort of dream of air between you and the hills of California, a veil of unreality in the intervening air. It gives the hills the bloom that peaches have, or grapes in the dew. Stella Benson
dream air clouds
There are some people who can never see a little cloud of fantasy float across the horizon of their dreams without building a heavy castle in the air upon it, and bringing it to earth. Stella Benson
dresses problem
The dressmaker doesn't have problems unless the dress has to hide rather than reveal. Stefan Zweig
dream possibility knows
You can't dream unless you know what the possibilities are. Sonia Sotomayor
dream real distance
. . . But experience has taught me that you cannot value dreams according to the odds of their coming true. Their real value is instirring within us the will to aspire. That will, wherever it finally leads, does at least move you forward. And after a time you may recognize That the proper measure of success is not how much you've closed the distance to some far-off goal but the quality of what you've done today. Sonia Sotomayor
dream real odds
Experience has taught me that you cannot value dreams according to the odds of their coming true. Their real value is in stirring within us the will to aspire. Sonia Sotomayor
dream memories loss
So the city became the material expression of a particular loss of innocence – not sexual or political innocence but somehow a shared dream of what a city might at its best prove to be – its inhabitants became, and have remained, an embittered and amnesiac race, wounded but unable to connect through memory to the moment of injury, unable to summon the face of their violator. Thomas Pynchon
dream night air
Darkness invades the dreams of the glassblower. Of all the unpleasantries his dreams grab in out of the night air, an extinguished light is the worst. Light in his dreams, was always hope: the basic moral hope. As the contacts break helically away, hope turns to darkness, and the glassblower wakes sharply tonight crying, Who? Who? Thomas Pynchon