It's somehow very quiet tonight. The fog has completely engulfed us, there is a bluish hue all around, the fog horns are keeping us company, there is a slight mist in the air. I keep hearing the sound of a train, which is impossible as there are no trains where we live. But, still, I keep hearing it. It's all a bit eerie, but also somehow comforting. You know, like a dream. Yes, tonight reminds me of a dream. Which I had or which I will have.
All people dream, but not equally.
Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their mind,
Wake in the morning to find that it was vanity.
But the dreamers of the day are dangerous people,
For they dream their dreams with open eyes,
And make them come true.
~ D.H. Lawrence ~
My mind wants to interpret
All my dreams.
My heart wants to love
All my dreams.
My soul wants to fullfil
All my dreams.
~ Sri Chinmoy ~
Sweet dreams, form a shade
O'er my lovely infant's head;
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams
By happy, silent, moony beams.
~ William Blake ~
You see things; and you say, "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
~ George Bernard Shaw ~
I dream my painting and then paint my dream.
~ Vincent Van Gogh ~
Hitch your wagon to a star.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~
Dream well...
xoxoxo
{photos from top: 1, 4, 5, 6 - ollivert, 2 - via fffound, 3 - stefania paparelli via we heart it}
