Throw your dream into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
The general function of dreams is to try to restore our psychological balance by producing dream material that re-establishes, in a subtle way, the total psychic equilibrium.
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.
Our existence is a half-dream and that it is difficult to know where the dream ends and reality begins.
Obviously one must hold oneself responsible for the evil impulses of one’s dreams. What else is one to do with them? Unless the content of the dream (rightly understood) is inspired by alien spirits, it is a part of my own being.
Mother believed that I should have an enormous amount of sleep, and so I was never really tired when I went to bed. This was the best time of the day, when I could he in the vague twilight, drifting off to sleep, making up dreams inside my head the way they should go.
Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.