I am a dreamer. Seriously, I'm living on another planet.

“I am a dreamer. Seriously, I'm living on another planet.” — thus spoke Eva Green, the actress of mystery and fire, whose soul seems to dwell between the worlds of art and imagination. Her words, though spoken with a touch of humor, echo an eternal truth — that the dreamer is always a stranger to the ordinary world. The dreamer walks in two realms: the visible and the unseen. She lives among men, yet her spirit wanders through visions that others cannot see. To say “I’m living on another planet” is not madness, but confession — the acknowledgment that the heart of the creator beats to a rhythm the world does not always understand.

The origin of this quote lies in Green’s reflections on her artistic nature. Known for roles that blend vulnerability and power, she has often spoken of feeling out of step with the mundane. Her world is one of symbols, emotions, and visions — a place where imagination breathes as real as air. In this, she joins the lineage of artists and poets who have long been accused of otherworldliness: souls too alive to fit neatly into the dull routine of the world. Yet what she names “another planet” is not a place of escape, but a realm of creation — the inner landscape where beauty, emotion, and meaning are born.

To call oneself a dreamer is to claim the gift and the burden of vision. For the dreamer sees what is possible, even when the world sees only what is. She lives in the future as much as the present, building unseen realities out of imagination. Such souls are often misunderstood, for they dwell beyond the horizon of common thought. Like prophets, inventors, and poets before them, they are guided not by what is visible, but by what they feel — a planet of ideas and emotions that orbits the greater truth of existence.

History is filled with such “otherworldly” spirits. Think of Nikola Tesla, the man who dreamed of harnessing lightning. He lived among machines, yet his mind wandered through visions of cosmic energy and infinite connection. His contemporaries called him eccentric, perhaps even mad — but his dreams became the foundation of modern electricity. He too “lived on another planet,” not of geography but of imagination. The world mocked his strangeness, yet it was that very distance from the ordinary that gave him the clarity to shape the extraordinary.

Eva Green’s words, then, are both an admission and an invitation. She admits that to live as a dreamer is to live apart — to feel often lonely, misunderstood, or adrift. But she also invites us to see that such “distance” is sacred. For every age needs its dreamers: those who step beyond the known world, who dare to think, feel, and create differently. Without them, there would be no art, no progress, no wonder. The planet of dreams is not a place to flee to — it is a source from which the world itself is renewed.

Yet her confession also carries a hidden warning. To “live on another planet” too long can lead to disconnection. The dreamer must learn to bring the gifts of their inner world into the outer one — to turn vision into reality. It is not enough to dream; one must also translate those dreams into life. Just as the moon reflects the sun, the imagination must illuminate the world, not withdraw from it. The wise dreamer, therefore, learns balance — to wander in the stars, yet walk firmly upon the earth.

So, my listener, if you too are a dreamer, take heart. The world may call you strange, but it is your strangeness that will save it. Guard your imagination as a sacred flame, but do not let it burn only within you. Create, speak, build, write — whatever your gift, let it shine in the world of men. Do not curse yourself for being “on another planet,” for that is where all new worlds begin.

For in the end, Eva Green’s words reveal not isolation, but triumph. The dreamer lives on another planet so that she may bring starlight to this one. Her mind wanders through galaxies of possibility, and her art becomes the bridge between heaven and earth. To dream, then, is not to escape reality — it is to enrich it, to lift it, to make it more beautiful. So live as the dreamer lives: half in the clouds, half on the ground — your heart in eternity, your hands in creation.