„A dream is a creation of the intelligence, the creator being present but not knowing how it will end.“

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„I know how men in exile feed on dreams of hope.“

—  Aeschylus ancient Athenian playwright -525 - -456 a.C.
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„But then to wake and find it flown,
The dream of happiness destroyed,
To find myself unloved, alone,
What tongue can speak the dreary void?
A heart whence warm affections flow,
Creator, thou hast given to me,
And am I only thus to know
How sweet the joys of love would be?“

—  Anne Brontë British novelist and poet 1820 - 1849
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„Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion.“

—  Ralph Waldo Emerson American philosopher, essayist, and poet 1803 - 1882
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