I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the colour of my mind.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
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I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can't help re-living such moments as these in my dreams, for such moments are something I have very rarely experienced.
—Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights
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I cannot seem to leave behind the lives. all of the ones that I cannot live. all of the ones stolen from me, ripped out from under me. why must I have received the visions if they were not possible for me? It has been more painful to live the lives in my dreams than to have not known they were there at all. I wish I did not know. I wish I had not held those lives in my hands, had not kissed the lips of those lovers. They were never going to be real, but now I must grieve them as if they were.
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But dreams come through stone walls, light up dark rooms, or darken light ones, and their persons make their exits and their entrances as they please, and laugh at locksmiths.
Sheridan Le Fanu, Carmilla
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Taga Shin (Shin Taga), Dream
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Anne Sexton, from Love Poems; “For My Lover, Returning to His Wife,”
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nabokov in speak, memory.
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i had a dream last night in which i fell in love with a ghost, i wonder if he'll haunt me for the rest of my days like all the rest
in the beginning of the dream i thought he was just a person living in the place i was at, wasnt my home but it was a home, there were faceless people too, and they scared me, but he helped me understand that they were the ghosts of his family and that they were all there
after a while i started to make out who the other ghosts were, and lived along side them, all the while slowly falling for this lonely man, even in the waking world i am unable to remember being loved as tenderly
along with the other ghost's everything became routine, and they became my family, and as i lay here in my bed writing this i miss them deeply.
i will think about you always, fleeting love
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I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.
Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights originally published in 1847
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"We often forget our dreams so speedily: if we cannot catch them as they are passing out at the door, we never set eyes on them again."
William Hazlitt "On Dreams"
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