All your life an unattainable ecstasy has hovered just beyond the grasp of your consciousness. The day is coming when you will wake to find, beyond all hope, that you have attained it, or else, that it was within your reach and you have lost it forever.

It's overwhelming. I feel as if I am living in an illusion a dream where all things are possible. Amazing things do happen I know but always to someone else always in some far off place and time.

We're forever teetering on the brink of the unknowable, and trying to understand what can't be understood.

Dream of the impossible: dream of surpassing yourself, dream of nirvana, dream of moksha, dream of the kingdom of God. Only then will you start working and moving towards it, and only then with that dream, will your feet have the quality of dance.

We all dream of things we cannot have.

It is a longing so intense that it creates what it desires, it cannot endure any touch of correction; it is, as I say, unspeakable.

My eyes close and uncomprehendingly see the dream in the infinite space that stretches away, elusive, before me.

The presence of another person derails my thoughts; I dream of the other's presence with a strange absent-mindedness that no amount of my analytical scrutiny can define.

now I lay me down to dream of(nothing i or any somebody or you can begin to begin to imagine) something which nobody may keep.

We long for what we cannot have, yet desire it not so much because it would benefit us, as because it is beyond our reach.

I can't help it, the idea of the infinite torments me.

I want so much that is not here and do not know
where to go.

I hope that I may always desire more than I can accomplish.

You feel that nothing you have learned has put down roots, that while you’re capable of entering the magical universe, you cannot remain submerged in it. You feel that all of this may be nothing but a fantasy dreamed up by people to fend off their fear of death.