A Quote by Daphne du Maurier
Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.
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I've dreamt again of Manderley.
Last night, I had that dream again. I dreamt I had to take a test, in a Dairy Queen, on another planet.
Yet another last night. The last night at home, the last night in the ghetto, the last night in the train, and, now, the last night in Buna. How much longer were our lives to be dragged out from one 'last night' to another?
Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt - marvellous error! - That it was God I had here inside my heart.
Prongs rode again last night... You know, Harry, in a way, you did see your father last night... You found him inside yourself.
Last night I dreamt I ate a ten pound marshmallow. When I woke up the pillow was gone.
Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me.
No hope, no harm; just another false alarm.
The peace of Manderley. The quietude and the grace. Whoever lived within its walls, whatever trouble there was and strife, however much uneasiness and pain, no matter what tears were shed, what sorrows borne, the peace of Manderley could not be broken or the loveliness destroyed.
I told Pattie that last night I dreamt that we had a press conference and nobody showed up. I am overwhelmed that so many of you are here.
For we direct, perform and witness performances every night – theatre cannot die before the last dream has been dreamt.
The whole world is a dream; even this (the waking state) is a dream ... What you dreamt last night does not exist now.
I never dreamt to be a princess in my life; I really dreamt to be an actress, but I dreamt of princesses on screen.
Last night there seemed to be a chance. Anything was possible last night. That was the trouble with last nights. They were always followed by this mornings.
What is our death but a night's sleep? For as through sleep all weariness and faintness pass away and cease, and the powers of the spirit come back again, so that in the morning we arise fresh and strong and joyous; so at the Last Day we shall rise again as if we had only slept a night, and shall be fresh and strong.
This is my dream, It is my own dream, I dreamt it. I dreamt that my hair was kempt. Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.
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