A Quote by Vincent Van Gogh

The sight of stars makes me dream. — © Vincent Van Gogh
The sight of stars makes me dream.
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.
For myself, I declare I don't know anything about it. But the sight of the stars always makes me dream.
I don't know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.
I confess I do not know why, but looking at the stars always makes me dream.
...to look at the stars always makes me dream, as simply as I dream over the black dots of a map representing towns and villages. Why, I ask myself, should the shining dots of the sky not be as accessible as the black dots on the map of France?
Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you" Birds singing in the sycamore tree Dream a little dream of me
[Sigmund Freud] makes the interpretation of dreams extremely simple: it deals in substance with discovering what unconscious desires, distorted but recognizable, are hid-den in the dream. Instead, for me the dream is a mixture of thoughts and sensations that man has when he is asleep, a mental state relatively protected from the constant noise that society makes.
If you're from Argentina, you don't dream about these things. You probably dream about being in an Olympic game, but winning it? Going there and beating the NBA stars' team... you don't dream about that.
Zidane the player made me dream and still makes me dream when I watch videos of him. The coach is completely different, he is a great coach who has quickly achieved results and continues to develop.
Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir.
I always have to dream up there against the stars. If I don't dream I will make it, I won't even get close.
Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.
The sight of burnt orange makes me puke.
Tell me why the stars do shine, Tell me why the ivy twines, Tell me what makes skies so blue, And I'll tell you why I love you. Nuclear fusion makes stars to shine, Tropisms make the ivy twine, Raleigh scattering make skies so blue, Testicular hormones are why I love you.
Television doesn't make stars. It's the written media, the press, that makes stars.
That's another thing about today's stars that makes me glad that I'm not doing it any more. The stars come with ten people all around them. I don't know how you ever make any personal contact with them.
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