Eduardo Galeano Quotes

Not writing would be like going the rest of your life without having dreams.

The world is about the way in which our dreams intersect with our real life. Endlessly, the world of the imagination changes the world.

If you've ever wondered where your dreams come from when you go to sleep at night, just look around. This is where they are made.

Dreams are reality at its most profound, and what you invent is truth because invention, by its nature, can't be a lie.

The imagination and the place that dreams come from is so huge and so important. I'm trying to write about the real world, in that I'm trying to write about whatever it is the experience that makes us human, the things that we have in common.

It's the only thing I get inspired by! I get inspired by dreams. Who cares about the rest?

[The artist] speaks to our capacity for delight and wonder, to the sense of mystery surrounding our lives; to our sense of pity, and beauty, and pain; to the latent feeling of fellowship with all creation--and to the subtle but invincible conviction of solidarity in dreams, in joy, in sorrow, in aspirations, in illusions, in hope, in fear…which binds together all humanity--the dead to the living and the living to the unborn.

Write about it by day and dream about it by night.

Teaching well draws from the same well that writing draws from: the reserves of compassion and ability to listen and concentrate on another. So I have to have fine line between teaching and writing. I try not to ever think of career. I just try to go to the dream world every day.

The heart makes dreams seem like ideas.

If what's inside your dreams wasn't already real inside you, you couldn't even dream it.

A poet should leave traces of his passage, not proofs. Traces alone engender dreams.

If we, citizens, do not support our artists, then we sacrifice our imagination on the altar of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams.

Many writers do little else but sit in small rooms recalling the real world.

The quick Dreams, The passion-winged Ministers of thought.

Romantic comedies are there to give us dreams and butterflies, but what we can create in our own lives could be not only better but real.

She gives the night its dreams.

We should never let reality interfere with our dreams. Reality can't see what we can see.

This is my inception, I'm writing my dreams.

A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives the right to dream.

To write good SF today...you must push further and harder, reach deeper into your own mind until you break through into the strange and terrible country wherein live your own dreams.

The power of yes: that's what allows creativity to breathe and to come in. That's what allows your ideas to become living, breathing, moving dreams in action.

I always see these landscapes in my dreams, and feel happy. I desperately try to transform these dreams into artwork, so that even while napping, I construct and reconstruct various images.

Change, create, inspire. Dreams really do work.

"Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will," she says. The sky is like a monochromatic contemporary painting, drawing me in with its illusion of depth, pulling me up. "Yeah, that's true," I say. But then after I think about it for a second, I add, "But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."