Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief, but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?

You grew up, became a man, had to adjust to taking less than you hoped for; you discovered the dream-machine had a big OUT OF ORDER sign on it.

I think that, even if we forget each other, we'll remember in our dreams.

In nightmares we can think the worst. That's what they're for, I guess.

Creo que todo sueño que se repite tiene algo de misterioso, pues nos hace percatarnos de que el inconsciente está cavando obsesivamente para desenterrar un objeto que se niega a salir.

The eyes were damned, the staring, glaring eyes of one who sees but does not see, eyes ever turned inward to the sterile hell of dreams beyond control, dreams unleashed, risen out of the stinking swamps of the unconscious.

When the dust bunnies and the dreams of what could have been were all I had left, I took the dreams and made them my own.

If this is a dream, the details are good. It's the absolute truth. They are a novelist's details... but in dreams, perhaps everyone is a novelist. How is one to know?

Dreams are the way we touch the unseen world, that's what I believe. They are a special gift.