Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley | dreams
My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed – my dearest pleasure when free.
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My dreams were all my own I accounted for them to nobody they were my refuge when annoyed – my dearest pleasure when free.
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I have always been amazed at the way an ordinary observer lends so much more credence and attaches so much more importance to waking events than to those occurring in dreams… Man… is above all the plaything of his memory.
Andre Breton | dreams Read More »
The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snake is strangling it, but it can’t wake up.
David Herbert Lawrence | dreams Read More »