#ay

Ayla, I looked for you all my life and didn't know I was looking. You are everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed of in a woman, and more. You are a fascinating enigma, a paradox. You are totally honest, open; you hide nothing: yet you are the most mysterious woman I've ever met. ↗

— Jean M. Auel

#jondalar #love #dreams

Today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well therefore to this day. ↗

— Francis Gray

#happiness #hope #inspirational #today #tomorrow

Lost, so small amid that dark, hands grown cold, body image fading down corridors of television sky. ↗

— William Gibson

#dream-state #fading #lost #slipping-away #vulnerability

Magnus stood up and went to the window. He pushed the curtain back, letting in just enough light to silhouette his hawklike profile. "Blood," he said, half to himself. "I had a dream two nights ago. I saw a city all of blood, with towers made of bone, and blood ran in the streets like water." Simon slewed his eyes over to Jace. "Is standing by the window muttering about blood something he does all the time?" "No," said Jace, "sometimes he sits on the couch and does it. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #simon-lewis #dreams

The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#timelessness #today #tomorrow #yesterday #dreams

If I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.I'd dream about the way you smell and how your dark hair feels like silk between my fingers. I'd dream about the smoothness of your skin and the fierceness of your lips when we kiss. Without dreams,I have to be content with my own imagination—which is almost as good. I can picture all those things perfectly. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #dreams

Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls. ↗

— Ingmar Bergman

#conscience #dark #deep #deep down #directly

No, the last thing she cared about was whether people were staring at the boy and girl kissing by the river, as London, it's cities and towers and churches and bridges and streets, circled all about them like the memory of a dream. And if the Thames that ran beside them, sure and silver in the afternoon light, recalled a night long ago when the moon shone as brightly as a shilling on this same boy and girl, or if the stones of Blackfriars knew the tread of their feet and thought to themselves: At last, the wheel comes to a full circle, they kept their silence. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #dreams

The Nobel award occasions a unique celebration of the vision of science by the public at large. The prestige the prize confers today is largely due to the extraordinary diligence of the Nobel committees. ↗

— Kenneth G. Wilson

#celebration #committees #confers #diligence #due

I close my eyes, then I drift away, into the magic night I softly say. A silent prayer, like dreamers do, then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you. ↗

— Roy Orbison

#asleep #away #close #dream #dreamers