I started dreaming about being an actor in Gwalior, and it feels amazing to shoot in my hometown.
What is dreaming, and what happens, and are there any real benefits to dreaming? Well, to take a step back, I think it’s important to note that dreaming essentially is a time when we all become flagrantly psychotic.
Never stop. Never stop fighting. Never stop dreaming.
Something about her eyes or voice has always suggested the hint of a free spirit, trapped in a Peck and Peck cage, dreaming of making rude noises at public gatherings of Republicans.
We’re completely confused about the boundaries between fiction and non-fiction. To me, the moment you compose, you’re fictionalising; the moment you remember, you’re dreaming. It’s ludicrous that we have to pretend that non-fiction has to be real in some absolute sense.
You start off at an early age dreaming about love, but you have no idea how it will be.
I never really acted full-time. I certainly had gotten past the point where fame and fortune was something that I was dreaming about or anticipating.
I was never the class clown or put on shows at home. I never thought of acting as something I could do with my life. When I was a kid, I used to run around wrapped in toilet paper so I could be the Mummy. But that wasn’t a sign that I was dreaming of being an actor. I was just an odd child.
I’m from Paris, Texas, okay! I remember looking up and just dreaming to one day make it on an airplane.
I’m not dreaming of any podiums or any medals that I can put around my neck. I’m just focusing on what I need to do today in order to be better tomorrow.
I remember starting hockey at age 7 and going to my first tryout and dreaming about how great it would be, and it’s been even better. These 20 years in the NHL, it’s been better.
I would like to see people dreaming of striking out on their own into some other country or their own, wherever they feel the action is, in the hope of an exciting and rewarding career.
I keep dreaming of a future, a future with a long and healthy life, not lived in the shadow of cancer but in the light.
Dreaming is a phenomenon of purely individual consciousness, and consequently impossible to thoroughly deconstruct by a community of researchers. But dreaming matters.
For me, dreaming is simply being pragmatic.
Quite simply, if someone tells you often that they’re dreaming of, or thinking about, you, it means you’re someone they see as a big part of their life. When you’re in their head, it means you’re also pretty close to their heart.
Dreaming of a tomorrow, which tomorrow, will be as distant then as ’tis today.
Was it only by dreaming or writing that I could find out what I thought?
Dreaming about being an actress, is more exciting then being one.
Dreaming means ‘rehearsing’ what you see, playing it over and over in your mind until it becomes as real to you as your life right now.
I think it’s important to move people beyond just dreaming into doing. They have to be able to see that you are just like them, and you made it.
Obviously, everyone wants to work with Rihanna so that would be amazing. Maybe Drake or even DJ Khaled? I’m dreaming big!
I personally feel like if I were to talk to myself when I was a trainee I’d like to tell myself that every minute of me dreaming and enjoying what I do is all investment in what I’m doing for the future.
Having a dream, living that dream, losing that dream, dreaming again and then having that dream come true again is one of the greatest feelings ever because I’m stronger.
When I see these young girls who are dreaming the dream that I’m living, it’s very very exciting and it puts a big smile on my face.
I used to spend a lot of time dreaming and writing poetry.
Once you start succeeding, you start dreaming big. For me, it was that way.
The one sound I think of when I think about dreaming is the harp glissando, which is this really atmospheric run up and down the scale that’s really dreamy.
Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.
The world is full of people who say, ‘But I had that idea first,’ but did they do anything about it? Nope, they sat on their bum dreaming.
I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?
What turns me on about the digital age, what excited me personally, is that you have closed the gap between dreaming and doing. You see, it used to be that if you wanted to make a record of a song, you needed a studio and a producer. Now, you need a laptop.
