Wide awake I can make my most fantastic dreams come true.

My dreams for the future are simple: work a happy healthy family a lovely long motorcycle ride and continuing the struggle to awaken people to the need for serious human rights reform.

Man is firmly convinced that he is awake in reality he is caught in a net of sleep and dreams which he has unconsciously woven himself.

Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?

Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake.

A man is a god in ruins. When men are innocent life shall be longer and shall pass into the immortal as gently as we awake from dreams.

Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside dreams who looks inside awakes.

Dreaming or awake we perceive only events that have meaning to us.

I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.

We all dream we do not understand our dreams yet we act as if nothing strange goes on in our sleep minds strange at least by comparison with the logical purposeful doings of our minds when we are awake.

Who looks outside dreams who looks inside awakes.

To awake from death is to die in peace.

You know Americans are obsessed with life and death and rebirth that's the American Cycle. You know awakening tragic horrible death and then Phoenix rising from the ashes. That's the American story again and again.

Without change something sleeps inside us and seldom awakens. The sleeper must awaken.

Racism has been for everyone like a horrible tragic car crash and we've all been heavily sedated from it. If we don't come into consciousness of this tragedy there's going to be a violent awakening we don't want. The question is can we wake up?

The best books for a man are not always those which the wise recommend but often those which meet the peculiar wants the natural thirst of his mind and therefore awaken interest and rivet thought.

There are two kinds of artists in this world those that work because the spirit is in them and they cannot be silent if they would and those that speak from a conscientious desire to make apparent to others the beauty that has awakened their own admiration.

And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.

One of the most beautiful passages of Rousseau is that in the sixth book of Confessions where he describes the awakening in him of the literary sense. Of such wisdom the poetic passion the desire of beauty the love of art for its own sake has most.

Beauty awakens the soul to act.

We awaken in others the same attitude of mind we hold toward them.

The whole art of teaching is only the art of awakening the natural curiosity of young minds for the purpose of satisfying it afterwards.

Sleeping is no mean art: for its sake one must stay awake all day.

It is the supreme art of the teacher to awaken joy in creative expression and knowledge.