#car

They are not long, the days of wine and roses. Out of a misty dream, our path emerges for a while, then closes, within a dream. ↗

— Ernest Dowson

#enjoyment #life #passage-of-time #pleasure #roses

Onward and upward has been replaced by forward and toward. ↗

— Julie Winkle Giulioni

#leadership-and-management #leadership

Talk is the most precious and result-driven commodity managers have to share. ↗

— Julie Winkle Giulioni

#management-and-leadership #leadership

Show me your dreams. Let me make them come true. ↗

— Elizabeth Lowell

#carla-and-luke #fire-and-rain #lowell #mackenzie #dreams

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

Excellence is the Result of Caring more than others think is Wise, Risking more than others think is Safe, Dreaming more than others think is Practical, and Expecting more than others think is Possible. ↗

— Ronnie Oldham

#caring #dreaming #excellence #expectations #expecting

It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen All dressed in white Going to the church that night She had his box of letters in the passenger seat Sixpence in a shoe, something borrowed, something blue And when the church doors opened up wide She put her veil down Trying to hide the tears Oh she just couldn't believe it She heard trumpets from the military band And the flowers fell out of her hand Baby why'd you leave me Why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know I can't even breathe It's like I'm looking from a distance Standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now This can't be happening to me This is just a dream The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt Then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard Then they handed her a folded up flag And she held on to all she had left of him Oh, and what could have been And then the guns rang one last shot And it felt like a bullet in her heart Baby why'd you leave me Why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know I can't even breathe It's like I'm looking from a distance Standing in the background Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now This can't be happening to me This is just a dream Oh, this is just a dream Just a dream ↗

— Carrie Underwood

#just-a-dream #dreams

Pitting your dream against someone else's is a fantastic way to get discouraged and depressed. ↗

— Jon Acuff

#dream #inspirational #dreams

Weirdism is definitely the cornerstone of many an artist's career. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#artist #artists #artists-life #arts-and-humanities #artsy

In your rocking-chair, by your window dreaming, shall you long, alone. In your rocking- chair, by your window, shall you dream such happiness as you may never feel. ↗

— Theodore Dreiser

#dreams