In my dreams….

March 4, 2015

storminajar

…in my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic, free and ethereal, that afterwards it would be oppressive to breathe the dust of this painted life. But then I have long since grown accustomed to the thought that what we call dreams is semi-reality, the promise of reality, a foreglimpse and a whiff of it; that is, they contain, in a very vague, diluted state, more genuine reality than our vaunted waking life which, in its turn, is semi-sleep

Vladimir Nabokov
Invitation to a Beheading

One Response to “In my dreams….”

  1. Reblogged this on hocuspocus13 and commented:
    jinxx ♣ xoxo

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