When I was a student in the ’60s, I dreamt of making a house 7 feet by 7 feet, as a dream of freedom, of self-moderation.
I never dreamt of becoming a ballerina. I was just curious about it, it was something to explore.
I probably dreamt about running off to America or something when I was 16 because it just seemed like I was studying algebra and going, ‘What am I going to use this for?’
The public has lost the habit of movie-going because the cinema no longer possesses the charm, the hypnotic charisma, the authority it once commanded. The image it once held for us all – that of a dream we dreamt with our eyes open – has disappeared.
I’ve always dreamt of being a footballer. You only get one shot at a career like this, and I want to be the best professional I can. Anything I can do that means I can get the best out of my ability is what I’ll try and do.
I definitely want to be a country artist. I want to make it very clear that I want to stay in our genre. I dreamt of being a country artist, and I want to continue to be a purist for that.
I dreamt of being an Aerie model before I came to New York. That was one of the main reasons I came to New York and wanted to get signed.
I woke up one morning with the knowledge that I had a brain tumor. It wasn’t so much that I dreamt I had a brain tumor; it was like someone just poured the knowledge into my head. It wasn’t like an image; it was just like knowing. It was so weird, which is why I paid attention.
Research can be a boon to a novelist – there are more things in heaven and Earth than can be dreamt of in a single writer’s philosophy – or it can become a hindrance, a thick layer of algae that weighs down the storytelling.
Last night I dreamt I ate a ten pound marshmallow. When I woke up the pillow was gone.
When I first dreamt of becoming a movie star, I wanted to be a Gary Cooper: I wanted to be rich and famous, living in palaces and wearing dark glasses and white suits.
As a kid, I always dreamt of being an NFL quarterback. I remember being 10 years old and saying, ‘Mom… I’m gonna throw a football in the NFL, and it’s going to be a touchdown, and everybody’s gonna love it.’
I never even dreamt of being a writer because I didn’t feel allowed. When I was a child I was terribly ambitious, but I didn’t know at all what this great thing would become.
The poker player learns that sometimes both science and common sense are wrong; that the bumblebee can fly; that, perhaps, one should never trust an expert; that there are more things in Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of by those with an academic bent.
I never dreamt of being a pop star or being on stage – makeup was always my true passion.
When I look back to being a 10-year-old girl, I never could have dreamt of having this pathway. I feel very fortunate and proud, but I know I have to be part of creating new opportunities for the youth coming through.
I have always dreamt of playing for Liverpool, but I did kind of think the chance of playing for them had gone. I didn’t think the chance would come.
I feel myself becoming the fearless person I have dreamt of being. Have I arrived? No. But I’m constantly evolving and challenging myself to be unafraid to make mistakes.
Growing up, I watched other teams, and I fell in love with Arsenal. I wasn’t really interested in posters, but I saw many, many videos. Players like Thierry Henry and Patrick Vieira made me love the club, and I dreamt of going there.
One of the things I sort of dreamt about awhile ago is that if Einstein were still alive, it would be absolutely wonderful to go to him and tell him about the discovery, and he would have been very pleased, I’m sure of that.
I just wasn’t one of those girls who dreamt of her wedding day and the birth of her first child.
I always dreamt that I would marry in the Piazza Del Campo in Siena and go on my honeymoon down the Amazon, up the Nile, on a gallop through the pyramids, to Nepal and Kerala, on a safari and finally to Lake Titicaca in Peru.
I always admired the beautiful stars of Hollywood and dreamt of becoming one of them.
It’s all I’ve dreamt winning a trophy with Chelsea. To go all the way in the Champions League.
The Premier League is the toughest in the world probably, there’s not going to be an easy game. It is what I’ve dreamt of, so when I step onto that pitch I’m just playing how I want to play, playing with freedom and that is what the manager wants.
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?
Try to accomplish things you have always dreamt of while you can. I know it sounds cliche, but the biggest lesson I have learned is that life is precious; enjoy it while it lasts.
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