One could recover the dreams of one's youth but why would want to?

In our dreams, we are always lost.

Artists pass on their dreams.

When your house burns down you look for your lost dreams among the ashes.

Terrible dreams, wonderful life.

No matter how terrible my dreams, I'm always happy when I wake up.

I made my life my dream so I could live it.

Folly consists in chasing dreams.

Dreams entertain us while we sleep. When we wake, we're on our own.