“When our memories outweigh our dreams, it is then that we become old.”

“What are we, after all, without our memories … without our dreams?”

“What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?”

“We become imprisoned by our memories, and that makes our lives wretched.”

“and dreaming is very pleasant as long as you are not forced to put your dreams into practice. That way, we avoid all the risks, frustrations and difficulties, and when we are old, we can always blame other people-preferably our parents, our spouses or our children-for our failure to realize our dreams.”

“The very shape of our dreams defines us. We learn about the world and try out our thoughts and visions in them. Our dreams goad us and drive us and summon and sustain us and when we are old they comfort us. Magic is a kind of dream, and love is a dream, and hope is a dream. Without our dreams, there is no sweetness, no purpose to life.”