What I do and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.
The dreamer can know no truth, not even about his dream, except by awaking out of it.
I loved to read, but I always thought that the dream was too far away. The person who had written the book was a god, it wasn’t a person.
Ah, great it is to believe the dream as we stand in youth by the starry stream; but a greater thing is to fight life through and say at the end, the dream is true!
Truly fertile Music, the only kind that will move us, that we shall truly appreciate, will be a Music conducive to Dream, which banishes all reason and analysis. One must not wish first to understand and then to feel. Art does not tolerate Reason.
I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful. One almost expects the people to sing instead of speaking. It is all like an opera.
It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.
The idealists dream and the dream is told, and the practical men listen and ponder and bring back the truth and apply it to human life, and progress and growth and higher human ideals come into being and so the world moves ever on.
It takes a person who is wide awake to make his dream come true.
If every day you practice walking and sitting meditation and generate the energy of mindfulness and concentration and peace, you are a cell in the body of the new Buddha. This is not a dream but is possible today and tomorrow.