I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries…

The one that rambles for a million miles, yes, I walk down this road searching for your love.

— Jimi Hendrix

It's just my character, naturally. I don't really talk that much. It's just who I am. I just back it up in the ring.…

— Errol Spence Jr

“I did not foresee my words becoming such a reverie of mimic and refrain.”

— Joshua Kryah

May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill. May the wind bring rain for the slickrock potholes fourteen miles…

— Edward Abbey

“I’m scared that my world of reverie will soon spill from my head, splashing every horizon in its illusory shade until it’s all there…

— Stephen Mosley

Here we are at the very core of the thesis we wish to defend in the present essay: reverie is under the sign of…

— Gaston Bachelard

“How much of our lives is spent in reverie, in wishing for what cannot be, in regretting what might have been avoided. These obsessions…

— David K. Reynolds

Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.

— Ellen Glasgow

It is a good idea to be alone in a garden at dawn or dark so that all its shy presence may haunt you…

— James Douglas

If there is any realm where distinction is especially difficult, it is the realm of childhood memories, the realm of beloved images harbored in…

— Gaston Bachelard

There are few of us who have not sometimes wakened before dawn, either after one of those dreamless nights that make one almost enamoured…

— Oscar Wilde

The image can only be studied through the image, by dreaming images as they gather in reverie. It is a non-sense to claim to…

— Gaston Bachelard

One June evening, when the orchards were pink-blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the…

— Anonymous

“...the solitude was intoxicating. On my first night there I lay on my back on the sticky carpet for hours, in the murky orange…

— Tana French

The reveries of youth, in which so much energy is wasted, are the yearnings of a Spirit made for what it has not found…

— William Ellery Channing