I'm more determined than ever that my husband's dream will become a reality.
When I was in school, I dreamed about becoming a psychiatrist or a ballerina.
This year, once again, the seasons have passed.
Memories have faded.
The border between my blurry dream and
reality has become blurred.
Even so, the dream I once told you of
did not have a single lie.
There comes a point when a dream becomes reality and reality becomes a dream.
You are not the last dream of my soul.
You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime’s worth.
And now in my old age, she has again become the girl of my dreams.
I dream of India becoming one of four most powerful economies of the world. I believe this dream can be made a reality within our life times.
Reality has become so intolerable, she said, so bleak, that all I can paint now are the colors of my dreams.
Every time my dreams threaten to become reality, something always happens and I end up alone.
A writer is a man like any other: he dreams. And my dream was to be able to say of this book, when I finished: 'This is a book about Alentejo.