Neil Gaiman Quotes

How beautiful are dreams! In dreams the dead may live, even the long dead and the very silent.

A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you're fast asleep.

You eat, in dreams, the custard of the day.

How often have you sailed in my dreams. And now you come in my awakening, which is my deeper dream.

After I went to bed I had a curious fancy as to dreams. In sleep the doors of the mind are shut, and thoughts come jumping in at the windows. They tumble headlong, and therefore are so disorderly and strange. Sometimes they are stout and light on their feet, and then they are rational dreams.

In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.

I think that we can learn so much if we pay attention to our dreams, whether when we are asleep or in waking dreams. There are connections that are absolutely incredible.

I think that in general it is a good plan occasionally to bear in mind the fact that people were in the habit of dreaming before there was such a thing as psychoanalysis.

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

The dreamer dreams, and the dreamer within the dream dreams.

Can you understand your own dreams, which arise with mushrooms' rank richness in the night-forests within your skull?

The stuff you bring back from dreams is free.

I work with my dreams or nightmares.

Dreams are shores where the ocean of spirit meets the land of matter. Dreams are beaches where the yet-to-be, the once-were, the will-never-be may walk awhile with the still-are.

I've been fascinated by dreams my whole life, since I was a kid, and I think the relationship between movies and dreams is something that's always interested me.

I never remember my dreams.

I have dreams all the time.

I'm drawn to dreams.

You have to be open to dreaming. It's a complicated language, but I'm obsessed with it.

I suspect that dreams are an integral part of existence, with far more use for us than we've made of them...The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey.

Dreams should be forgotten when we wake. Or one day we will find ourselves unable to sleep.

The mind was dreaming. The world was its dream.

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.

She had always lived her best life in dreams. She knew no greater pleasure than that moment of passage into the other place, when her limbs grew warm and heavy and the sparkling darkness behind her lids became ordered and doors opened; when conscious thought grew owl's wings and talons and became other than conscious.

a dream is only a memory of the future