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Quotations about Daydreaming
But yet, in the airy realm of dreams
Where all my riches be,
I enter into the heritage
That is else denied to me;
I have but to close my eyes to find
The Eden I never saw...
~Elizabeth Anne Chase Akers Allen, "My Air–castle," The Sunset–song and other Verses, 1902
It's really splendid to imagine you are a queen. You have all the fun of it without any of the inconveniences and you can stop being a queen whenever you want to, which you couldn't in real life. ~Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea, 1909
Don't quit your day dream. ~Internet meme
...to be able to bound away from trouble and annoyance to some Castle in the Air, and for a moment defy the foe.... the imaginative aeronaut has such a charming glimpse of possibilities that a ray of the sunlight above the clouds lingers brightening his eye even when he descends to prosy earth again. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
Heart of mine, why art thou dreaming!
Dreaming through the weary day,
While life's precious hours are wasting,
Fast, and unimproved, away?
~Mary Ann H. Dodd Shutts (1813–1878), "The Dreamer" #infj
How many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares if there seemed any danger of their coming true! ~Logan Pearsall Smith
He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie. ~Anaïs Nin
Must read, or sit in reverie and watch
The changing color of the waves that break
Upon the idle seashore of the mind!
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
When Ideas float in our Mind, without any Reflection or Regard of the Understanding, it is that, which the French call Reverie; our Language has scarce a Name for it... ~John Locke
...he sat musing, pen in hand, or roamed about the gay city to get new ideas and refresh his mind, which seemed to be in a somewhat unsettled state that winter. He did not do much, but he thought a great deal, and was conscious of a change of some sort going on in spite of himself. ~Louisa May Alcott, Little Women, "Learning to Forget," 1869
Sneer as you may, ye unideal lovers of facts and cents, I wouldn't give up the power and the pleasure of building Castles in the Air — I would not sell you the delight of hope, the enjoyment of anticipation, or the luxury of day-dreaming for the price of a kingdom. ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861 [a little altered —tg]
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,–
One clover, and a bee,
The revery alone will do
If bees are few.
~Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)
Who cares for the bees!
I will take my ease,
Dream and dream as long as I please;
Hour by hour,
With love-wings fanning my sweet, sweet flower!
Gather your honey, and hoard your gold,
Through spring and summer, and hive through cold!
I will cling to my flower till it is mould,
Breathe one sigh
~Harriet McEwen Kimball (1834–1917), "Day-Dreaming," c.1868
...that little wilding place of mine which I have worn with bypaths as I wandered there in dream. ~Muriel Strode (1875–1964), My Little Book of Prayer, 1904
She had a habit of dropping into abstracted reveries at any time or place. ~L. M. Montgomery, "Miriam's Lover," 1901
True, the rude breeze of actual life often enough disperses in a moment the last fleecy cloud of marble of our castellated palace in the air, but Imagination lives on... ~Thomas Clark Henley, A Handful of Paper Shavings, 1861
You are growing wiser than I am, and nipping in the bud fancies which I let blossom... ~Emily Dickinson, letter to Annie P. Strong, 1851
I am thankful for my dream — that elusive butterfly I have chased all my life — and thankful that it was elusive enough to last a lifetime. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
She seemed to be profusely watering
a garden of tender images with her glance;
is it liberty or slavery
not to change the pose of indolence?
~Rainer Maria Rilke (1875–1926), translated from the French by A. Poulin, Jr., 1979
People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God. ~Kurt Vonnegut
Dreams grow wild in the daydreamer's soul. ~Terri Guillemets
I am afraid I have done sadly too much sitting and dreaming since I have been up. ~James Ward (1843–1925), letter to H.J.W., 1873
If you've never stared off into the distance
Then your life is a shame...
~"Mrs. Potter's Lullaby," written by Adam Duritz, Daniel Vickrey, Charles Gillingham, Ben Mize, David Bryson, and Matthew Malley, performed by Counting Crows, 1999 ♫
Under every full moon, a woolgathering world idles. ~Lorraine Skylark, @ReadyOwl, July 2009 winner of The Quote Garden create your own quote contest on Twitter, @quotegarden
I came from a Land of honey and cream
Where all that one did was to sleep and dream.
And the dreams I treasured were bright and gay
About budding trees and the flowers in May...
~Gertrude Tooley Buckingham (1880–1971), "My 84th Birthday," 1964 [The "Land" she's referring to is actually the time before her birth, although to my mind I think of the world of INFJ daydreaming when I see this verse. —tεᖇᖇ¡·g]
There were times when I could not afford to sacrifice the bloom of the present moment to any work, whether of the head or hands. I love a broad margin to my life. Sometimes, in a summer morning, having taken my accustomed bath, I sat in my sunny doorway from sunrise till noon, rapt in reverie, amidst the pines and hickories and sumachs, in undisturbed solitude and stillness, while the birds sang around or flitted noiseless through the house, until by the sun falling in at my west window, or the noise of some traveller's waggon on the distant highway, I was reminded of the lapse of time. I grew in those seasons like corn in the night, and they were far better than any work of the hands would have been. They were not time subtracted from my life, but so much over and above my usual allowance. ~Henry David Thoreau
exhaling rings of reverie
wisps of fantasied smoke
~Terri Guillemets, "Infj oxygen," 2005
Ah, the things we would do if we could — especially in the secure knowledge that we can't. ~Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com
A certain amount of reverie is good, like a narcotic in discreet doses. It soothes the fever, sometimes high, of the brain at work, and produces in the mind a soft and fresh vapour, which corrects the too angular contours of pure thought, fills up the gaps and intervals here and there, binds them together, and blunts the sharp corners of ideas. ~Victor Hugo
BABYLON — where I go dreaming
When I weary of to-day,
Weary of a world grown grey.
One man's daydreaming is another man's day. ~Terri Guillemets
Thought is the labour of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure. To replace thought by reverie is to confound poison with nourishment. ~Victor Hugo
If not interrupted, an INFJ can stay in a fantasy-trance for hours. ~Terri Guillemets
Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul. ~Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Reverie, 1960
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