“Maybe we're all in somebody's dream. Maybe everything's a dream, and nothing else.”

“What if nothing exists and we're all in somebody's dream? Or what's worse, what if only that fat guy in the third row exists?”

“Maybe the songs that we sing are wrong / Maybe the dreams that we dream are gone / So bring it on home and it won't be long / It's gettin' better man!”

“Maybe we could all take care of each other, I dreamed.”

“Mrs. Sandoval," Homer said swiftly, "your son is dead. Maybe it's a mistake. Maybe it wasn't your son. Maybe it was somebody else. The telegram says it was Juan Domingo. But maybe the telegram is wrong.”

“Maybe what we take to be real is just a dream and the dream is the real reality of life. Who dreams while we sleep?”

“Unacceptable, maybe. But not unthinkable. Nothing's unthinkable once somebody’s thought it.”

“Life is too short to be living somebody else's dream.”

“We're overdue for a dream come true.
Long time, nothing new.
We're overdue for a dream come true.”

“He had worked for an entire year to make a dream come true, and that dream, minute by minute, was becoming less important. Maybe cause that wasn't really his dream.”