It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Yet it is in our idleness, in our dreams, that the submerged truth sometimes comes to the top.
Water is to me, I confess, a phenomenon which continually awakens new feelings of wonder as often as I view it.
Our dreaming capacity gives us a peep into the glorious realities that await us further on. It is the evidence of things possible to us.
We are near waking when we dream we are dreaming.
The world is seldom what it seems; to man, who dimly sees, realities appear as dreams, and dreams realities.
We learn much during our sleep, and the knowledge thus gained slowly filters into the physical brain, and is occasionally impressed upon it as a vivid and illuminative dream.
We control the content of our dreams.
Only when I am by seawater can I truly breathe, to say nothing of my ability to think.
It takes a person who is wide awake to make his dream come true.
My dreams are of water. And my nightmares.