#am

There is no monopoly of common sense On either side of the political fence We share the same biology Regardless of ideology Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too [...] There's no such thing as a winnable war It's a lie we don't believe anymore ..." (The Russians) ↗

— Sting

#common-sense #communalities #ideology #peace #war

Edine meje v tvojem življenju so tiste, ki si jih postaviš sam. ↗

— Robin S. Sharma

#dreams

His weakness in this game, and in life, is that he's never prepared for how others will act. They are predetermined but too complex to solve or predict, and there are rules that he is just no good at applying. ↗

— Janna Levin

#turing #dreams

Is there just one single love in a lifetime? Are all our lovers ― from the first to the last, including the most fleeting ― part of that unique love, and is each of them merely an expression of it, a variation, a particular version? In the same way that in literature there is just one true masterpiece to which different writers give a particular form (taking the twentieth century alone: Joyce, who explores everything happening inside his character;s head with microscopic precision; Proust, for whom the present is merely a memory of the past; Kafka, who drifts on the margins between dream and reality; the blind Borges, probably the one I relate to best, etc). ↗

— Dai Sijie

#love #dreams

I'd known since girlhood that I wanted to be a book editor. By high school, I'd pore over the acknowledgments section of novels I loved, daydreaming that someday a brilliant talent might see me as the person who 'made her book possible' or 'enhanced every page with editorial wisdom and insight.' Could I be the Maxwell Perkins to some future Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Wolfe? ↗

— Bridie Clark

#dreams #editing #fitzgerald #hemingway #wolfe

You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love #lysander #dreams

But that is what life is all about, he said. "It is about dreaming and making those dreams come true with effort and determination - and love. ↗

— Mary Balogh

#life #reality #dreams

It's not easy in this phosphorescent gloom telling waking dreams apart anyhow. ↗

— Aimee Mann

#music #dreams

Marilah kita mulai dengan akhir. Satu hal yang aneh mungkin buat Anda. Memulai dari yang akhir, padahal biasanya memulai dari permulaan, starting from the beginning. Mengapa harus starting with the end? Kenapa kita memulai dari yang akhir? Akhir itu adalah harapan dan tujuan yang menjadi keinginan kita semua yang disebut dengan istilah dream island, pulau impian. ↗

— Reza M. Syarief

#dreams

To my mind's eye, my buried memories of Brandham Hall are like effects of chiaroscuro, patches of light and dark: it is only with effort that I see them in terms of colour. There are things I know, though I don't know how I know them, and things that I remember. Certain things are established in my mind as facts, but no picture attaches to them; on the other hand there are pictures unverified by any fact which recur obsessively, like the landscape of a dream. ↗

— L.P. Hartley

#dreams