If I were a painter I would paint my reverie If that's the only way for you to be with me
I hate Gucci,' said Francis. 'Do you?' said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. 'Really? I think it's rather grand. ' 'Come on, Henry. ' 'Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity. ' 'I don't see what you think is grand about that. ' 'Anything is grand if it's done on a large enough scale,' said Henry.
The past of the soul is so distant! The soul does not live on the edge of time. It finds its rest in the universe imagined by reverie.
Active imagination requires a state of reverie, half-way between sleep and waking.
Meditation and water are wedded for ever.
The psychology of the alchemist is that of reveries trying to constitute themselves in experiments on the exterior world. A double vocabulary must be established between reverie and experiment. The exaltation of the names of substances is the preamble to experiments on the "exalted" substances.
Reverie is when ideas float in our mind without reflection or regard of the understanding.
Everybody wants life to speak to them with special kindness. Every personal story begs to be steered toward reverie, toward some relief from unpleasant truths: That you are a self, that beyond anything else you want the best for that self. That, if it is to be you or someone else, you need it to be you, no matter what.
The cost of oblivius daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realigment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse. Her reverie, once rich in plausible details, had become a passing silliness before the hard mass of the actual. It was difficult to come back.
Catching sight of himself in the long mirrors that ran along the walls, he stiffened in shock. . . His eyes were surrounded by black shadows, his shirt smeared with dried blood and filthy mud. . . "Admiring yourself?" The Inquisitor's voice cut through his reverie. "You won't look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you. " "You do seem obsessed with my look. . . Could it be that you're attracted to me?" "Don't be revolting. . . You could be my son.
My mom just recently reminded me that I used to build these little miniature worlds outside at our country house and populate it with little figures. That whole thing [shooting is] about trying to create a world - there's something very connected to childhood and reverie and daydreaming and fantasy.
Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure.
I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries spacious
Leisure for reverie, gay or somber, does much to enrich life.
Words, in their distant past, have the past of my reveries.
He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie.
Through imagination, thanks to the subtleties of the irreality function, we re-enter the world of confidence, the world of the confident being, which is the proper world for reverie.
Do anything rather than give yourself to reverie.
Thought is the work of the intellect, reverie is its self-indulgence. To substitute day-dreaming for thought is to confuse a poison with a source of nourishment.
Stories end in reverie, tragedy, or forgiveness.