#cal

Your right of religious freedom ends where my right of religious abstinence begins... ↗

— T. Rafael Cimino

#obama #political-philosophy #politicians #politics #religion

This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#despair #poetry #world

Then I shall bid thee goodnight, my dear. Sweet pixies watch over the dusty moonlight of your dreams, Jessameine. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#fairies #fairy-tale #paranormal-romance #pixies #whimsical-humour

Just a bullet a bag and a dream that's all I had now look at what I got ↗

— Saira Viola

#social-realism #topical #dreams

Dreams link us to those who have already left this life. ↗

— Doug Dillon

#dreams #dying #immortality #inspiration #metaphysical

These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination. ↗

— Rabindranath Tagore

#inspirational #whimsical #dreams

Who knows the end? What has risen may sink, and what has sunk may rise. Loathsomeness waits and dreams in the deep, and decay spreads over the tottering cities of men. ↗

— H.P. Lovecraft

#dreams

We can talk about our dreams all night, Lisette. We can talk forever, for the rest of our lives, living one adventure after another, I promise. But not now, my darling Lisette. For now, all I can think of is the brilliance of yet another ancient Greek, Sophocles. He said, 'One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life-that word is love.' I love you, Lisette. You bring my life joy I've never known. Please, marry me. ↗

— Kasey Michaels

#historical-romance #history #hostorical #kasey-michaels #lisette

To dream of a magical world is one thing. To be told it exists is quite another. ↗

— Barbara Kloss

#magical-world #dreams

He watched her for her reaction, or possibly watched her just to watch, his eyes hooded by his lashes and his mouth impassive. A faceless man—such as the one she had dreamed of since she was a child—his identity not obscured by mist or flying sand or swirling dust, but by a mask he readily employed whenever he wished. As a shutter closed against a gale. Closed against her, no matter the impact of his words. He seemed to speak them against his will, just as he seemed to care for her against his will. ↗

— V.S. Carnes

#desert #historical #romance #dreams